My wife said that for a few weeks, this younger black guy had been coming into the store where she worked, a small corner/deli type store where she wo...rked alone most of the time. He was nice to her, complimented her from time to time. Well one time, a few weeks ago, he asked her if she'd ever been with a black man. She told him that she hadn't and that since she was married, she guessed it would never happen. He just laughed off her response. He pressed on she said. One day he came in with. Dad's company merged with a company in Europe and he was transferred to Germany for a year to help with thetransition. Mom would be with him most of the time, and they didn't want me on my own over the summer, so theysuggested that I spend the summer with Uncle Jack.Uncle Jack lived on "the family ranch" way out in the country near a small town in Arizona. Mom grew up there, butmost of the land had been sold off to other farmers and ranchers. I was never sure just what it was that Jack did. As soon as we got on 24 I adjusted my rear view mirror so I could see Alexandra's face and asked, "So why was practice really cancelled? And don't give me the story you sold to Ilsa either. She said you turned redder than Sean after a day at the shore."She glanced down and blushed, making me sure the next words out of her mouth would be a lie to cover up something she found mortifyingly embarrassing. "Honest, Mom! What I told Ilsa was the truth!" I could almost see the halo and white, fluffy. I spent part of the evening carving another bow, showing Celsus’s slaves what I wanted them to look like. I also spent a few minutes carving part of the ram’s horn I had bought today.Leaving them, we worked on the saddle tree again, finishing the assembly of the pieces. Then I applied the first coat of shellac.Remembering what happened last night when I finally got home from the workshop Celsus was letting me use, I grinned as I thought dirty thoughts. Antia had let me know that she wanted a.