Robyn Hood and Pinc the Drier Part 2

Part 1 of The Story, The story of little Robyn Hood and Pinch the drier that could not get enough red socks;

Part Two: Pinch could hardly hear anything over the rumbling laughter of all the other driers but he could see Robyn struggling to push the over sized basket of red away from him quiet clearly. She struggled and she heaved but she got nowhere. Standing up she looked at the old man who'd fallen asleep in a chair by the window once more and then towards the back where Mrs. Wash was talking on the phone--finally she looked up at Pinch once more.

"You'd better work," She muttered as she began to throw all of that mouth watering red back into Pinch's belly. The other driers grew silent at his gloating rumble; oh yes, he was going to enjoy himself this day.

Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Pinch was so elated he couldn't hear anything else the only thing that existed in his world in that moment was that wonderful pile of red he would soon destroy...

~ TBC