’ ‘Do you know who the father is?’ Royce asked. Gems pursed lips and he frowned in thought. Then he shook his head. ‘Nah. I don’t think an...ybody knows. They were just there one day to the next. No one ever knew she was pregnant with ’em, you know?’ Then he smiled in warm thought. ‘They were these little-bitty babies with hair as black as their mama’s. She used to cart them all around town in a double baby carriage. She doted on those little’ns. Loved them. But her pa took ’em out to sea one. While pouring a glass of juice the phone rang."Hello" "Hi Steve. I'm not making as much progress as I thought" said my wife. She rambled on about how the documents had to be on her bosses desk Monday morning for sign off. All I was thinking about was getting back to watch Michelle Sara and Yang fucking. " Have Angelica cook dinner once she has finished cleaning …." What !!! Where!!! I forgot she was here. I look across the room and in the reflection of a mirror I see our 30year old Colombian. It was a fairly straightforward arrangement; a two album deal with an option for another two. The budget was quite reasonable and the record label even sprang for the rental of a small apartment for me in Pigalle slap bang in the middle of the Moulin Rouge. Nothing fancy really just a small one bedroom place. My neighbours consisted mainly of young working class families, prostitutes and three Australian travellers who had decamped to Paris to work. It was not exactly the quietist place to live. Here it is, now go, there is a small mirror behind thepantry door for me to check my appearance when company comes." He went and obediently redid it. He saw her smiling when he cameout of the pantry. "You do look just darling in that dress. I think you should weardresses all the time. You look so nice and they fit yourpersonality so well. You must admit you are not the manliest man inthe world." He headed to his computer room just steaming over what hadhappened. He immediately tried to.