"All I could think was I'd been sleepwalking and killed this poor little cat in a horrible way, and for a minute I thought I was some kind of subconsc...ous monster. If he was controlling me none of that would have been there."Her face cleared. "OK, then. I like him, and it's me liking him. And he helped us get together, and I like that, too. And I like liking it all." And she burst out in a song from an old Broadway musical: "'I like everybody / That I've ever met.' Well, of course I don't. Peter you know the procedure now; go fetch your glass and you know what you must do! I instructed him. Sure enough he turned and trotted off to the kitchen, returning after a short while with a large wine glass and standing in front of Liz he positioned the glass at the end of his cock and with his other hand he began to wank himself off. As he did so he would comment on where he wanted the flying spunk to land on Liz so his conversation went like this; I would stand this close to you my horny. Later that year in September, I met my now current boyfriend Booker.Booker is six feet tall, African-American, quite muscular, is a Staff Sergeant who served as a U.S. Army paratrooper but now serves in the New York National Guard. Booker has this very authoritative, commanding but also charming and persuasive personality to him.We regularly go to gym together where I met his other friends Miles, Marcus, Carlos, Cody, Jamar, Rodrigo and Javier. Miles, Marcus, Cody and Jamar are also black. Bea knew only too well what it was like to be the wife of a man like that. The constant worry; the checking of bills and bank statements. Her eyes filled up.?Oh, Bea! How selfish I’ve been. Are you having trouble yourself?with Richard???Yes, my darling. I do think that Dick and Bernard egg each other on, you know. Last night they stayed up smoking and drinking and gaming in our cottage. And the cards they were playing with had naked women on the backs.??Aren’t men awful! Always leering.