All characters in these stories are eighteen years of age or older.Prologue:A heavy set man slams his fist down on the head of a small crying boy who ...is knuckling his eyes with his small hands.“Wa, wa, wa! You want your mommy! What are you, a girl?”The boy glares at the man, his cheeks covered in tear tracks as he yells, “I’m not a girl!”****************************************************A couple of years later the same man is dragging the same boy, this time wrapped in fish sausages toward a. How thoughtless of me. I'll have your bags brought up at once." She glanced at her watch. "It's five thirty now. Shall we say seven thirtish?"Neither Sue nor Dick were prepared for Dr. Morgan when they met him two hours later. He had a stern military bearing about him which was deceptive, for he turned out to be just as warm and friendly as Nora. And, as his wife had said, he did insist on being called 'Tom'. He was at least two inches taller than Dick's six feet, and weighed in the. Then she put her soft hand on her curvy hips defiantly and she pointed at the door to the garage, as she barked she wanted it now.I silently made all the way to the car and brought in all the stuff.When I got back, Ana was sitting in my place on the couch, reclining her curvy body and talking to my mate Jim…My sweet wife had always been very friendly to him; just because Jim is a handsome black man, tall and had a nice muscled body.Ana had met Jim sometimes at my office and a couple of. She giggled and said I'm wet. What's next I asked. She said either I need a drink to calm down or I'm going back and ask that black salesman what time he gets off tonight. I said shit, why not both? She said are you daring me to go ask him to fuck me? I said nope, I'm asking you to. She ran her arm through mine and leaned in close and kissed my cheek. We had a couple of adult beverages at one of the bars then as I was about to order my third she said I'll be right back I need to go line up some.