It was a text from an unknown number, it simply said, meet me in the basement.I froze. Was there an intruder in the basement? Was it my neighbor? I pu... on my bathrobe and made my way down to the basement, now wide awake, my body coursing with adrenaline.As I slowly made my way into the dimness of the basement I could see my neighbor standing there in his cop uniform. I froze halfway down the stairs. Why was this happening again?I know I said I was going to leave you alone and I promise I'm not. “I’m going to be a mother. And Josephine’s the father!” Fatima and Susan joined in the celebrations and took turns at being fucked by Robert who, however tired he was getting, was stimulated into life by the expert tongues and fingers of the four very voracious women: sometimes penetrating Fatima, sometimes Susan and most often of all Charlotte to whom the other three women always deferred. She had somehow gained a primacy of attention, and Josephine knew this wasn’t merely to do with her being. So, I can keep you for myself.Me: Come on. I know you will say this to all the men you meet.Lopa: :(Me: Sorry. I did not mean it in that way.Lopa: It is okay. You do not have to apologize to me.Me: Let’s just change the topic.Lopa: Sure.She soon started to talk about the sex. She was wearing a t-shirt and a bum short. I can see her thunder thighs and her nicely toned legs as usual. I wanted to keep them on my laps and caress her boobs while talking to her.Lopa: Looking at my legs?Me: How did. I could still feel the pain of her inexplicable exit from my life.There are times when events overshadow any indecision ... particularly on my part. Such an event took place about a month after Marianna had returned. It was mid-morning and I was having a coffee with Solomon. We weren’t overrun with customers ... typical of a mid-week morning. The phone rang and I picked it up.“Nico, can you come to the house, please?” I heard Mama Alvarez ask me in a very solemn tone.That was enough for me to.