His name was Banduka. Anita knew him at a level way more personnel than she should have known a mere taxi driver. Well, because he wasn’t a mere tax...i driver, and what was his specialty? You’re about to know.“So, back home?” Banduka asked as he was driving them away. As Anita seemed to be looking outside, in a world of her own, Banduka reached for right boob and squeezed it tight with his left hand.“Aaah! Bastard,” Anita said with a smile and fake anger, as she snapped his hand off her boob.. Of course, she has never liked any of the women in my life. Some of the things she had done to put those women in a bad light convinced me long ago to ignore anything my mother might say or do.It was supposed to be a bachelorette party for my cousin Renee, but it had turned into a real 'drunk out' for most of the women who attended. They had set up a male stripper to come in and do a strip-o-gram for Renee and by the time he got there the girls were ripped. He was only supposed to strip down to. Marcus? Who is K-Man? What is the truth about the Big Dick they chat about? Can Mr. Marcus ever trust the twins? The story thrusts forward!Best Laid Neighbors of Mice and MarcusI sat in the living room, reading the Sunday paper on Monday afternoon, when there was a knock at the front door. What's with that? We have a perfectly functional bell. I stretched off the couch, approached the front door and glanced through the small glass window. It was Joy Cocksworth, our new neighbor and mother of. She returned to the cabinet and after selecting some clothes she said, “I’ll try not to be too long.”“There’s no rush, take your time.”After the bathroom door closed, Robert rang through to reception to amend his order, and then began to clean up the room of his clothes. Seeing his Grange track suit he slipped out of the bathrobe and put it on. He was hanging up his best uniform when there was a knock at the door. A waiter entered carrying a tray. After placing it on the coffee table by the.