When either of them looked at you, you felt like you were in a slab of beef waiting to be devoured.Jon, her son, greeted her at the door. He was her o...ne bright spot in her life. It had made her failed marriage to Charlie worth it.Her ex-husband, Charlie, had fallen in love with Beth’s large breasts and long legs but decided to trade her in for a younger version. Maybe he had tired of her brown hair with red highlights and wanted a blonde bimbo. Or maybe it was Beth’s hazel eyes. Whatever it. There was a usual splattering of drunks and bums not making any trouble and looking in their empty pockets for the nickels that fed the coffee machine and got them the toast that they piled high with the free butter and jam that came on little paper cups. I went to the special-order window and ordered eggs over easy because I knew they were using the powdered stuff to make the scrambled eggs and it reminded me of my time in the Army during the Korean War. I was too young to make the big war but. My wife Cathy is a petite brunet. She is only 19 and although she had a very limited sex life before we married she has certainly made up for it since. She prefers men who are well mannered and she can't abide rowdy types and bad language. Knowing this about her made what happened the other night, such a shock. We were alone in the Jacuzzi at the sauna, when we could hear some loud-mouthed men in the next room. Their voices got louder as they were coming closer. They came down the passage that. He heard a deep, masculine chuckle rumbling from the demons chest. The vibrations sent waves through Chris abused body, making his hard on almost painful. Ebima spoke against Chris ear. Open your eyes, Christopher. Chris did so, slowly. What he saw made his eyes shoot open and forced a gasp through his lips. He gazed at a bedroom, the size of the first level of his house. The walls were a deep burgundy, the floor was black carpeting that threatened to swallow the color of Ebimas large feet..