Sometimes I would get so horny I would take her standing up in our hallway by the front door. If I got her in the kitchen I would bend her over the ki...chen table and take her from behind. But always I would make sure she got a good hot load to take to work with her. One day I waited for her after work and as soon as she came in the door I took her to the shower and then laid naked in bed with her. We had a long extended foreplay before I mounted her and began fucking her in earnest. She loved. Most men don't think like that. They want their women to be possessions. I really believe you and that line from your poem about the sun rising from your lyric heart--that meant so much to me. I felt you were someone who was in charge of his life and would want me to be in charge of my life and not try to control me." Thanks for saying that, Sherry, that's true. It's not right, in fact it's immoral to get in the way of someone else's spirit." That's it. I need to be free. I want the freedom to. ”In the car, Lucy got started. “Look, Danny, this is...”She stopped when he held up his hand.“Just not in my car, okay? I’ve had one girl blow me off in here already; one more time and I can never take a girl in here again.”He drove her to a nearby restaurant and owing to the early hour, they found an empty table in the rear where they would be alone. They studied the menu in silence and then ordered. When the waitress left them, Danny smiled wryly.“Okay, shoot!”Lucy took a deep breath.“Chris. .. so young.” She paused. “Of course I...”“Do not go there, Brindy,” Carlita said. “We have our Dave back. And now we have Camila.”A voice from up the hall in Spanish.“She is finished. Let us show her our home.”Brindy stayed with me. “You just can’t stop being a nice guy, can you?” she said, brushing a kiss across my lips. “Weird, though...”“What’s weird?”“She reminds me of Carlita, early on. Carlita now, she’s got presence. She acts like she’s in control. Mila...”“Mila?”“Carlita called her.