My imagination stands in front of my door. A big black man in a blue overall. I open my front door with a hospitable gesture. He holds out a big hand ...ith a smile. 'Lisandro, I am here to check your boiler. If nothing is wrong, I will be gone again within half an hour'. I show him the heating room and retire to the living room. Upon arrival, I also checked him from top to bottom. I have never had a mechanic or delivery person of the caliber of Lisandro. Friendly, personable and fully answering. “He said he hoped I hadn’t corrupted you, and I said I supposed I had, really. But I didn’t think you minded, did you?”“I don’t know how I’ll be able to look at him though, knowing I’ve been having sex with his wife. And all I’ll be thinking is, what does his dick look like?”Abi looked at me. “You can find out if you like,” she said. “I know he wants to fuck you.”And I knew that I’d want to fuck him too, to feel his big hard dick stretching my vagina, his hot thick spunk spurting into me.. It was plain it wasn't during the day because there were always some children with her, petting mostly but tying to get her to play too. What the hell? I untied her leash from the tree, told the children to back off, and started training her to lead properly too. I didn't think I could ever teach her to heel since I'd never been able to teach any dog that, but I could at least get her to work like a horse.Damned if it wasn't easier than I'd thought. She had a few false starts but they didn't. Down one flight of stairs, then another, the sounds from above fading even as the air cools … I'm trembling from the cold when we reach a small platform. A thick gate showing a long corridor beyond, there is another behind me, but it's the corridor ahead that I'm watching.The floor is covered, littered, in rubbish, clothes, puddles of water, and about halfway, leaning against the wall, a man lifts his head. Bruised and bloody, one of his eyes is closed, the skin around it black."He?" I.