“Hmmm,” you look familiar, “ever been to Tocula?” That was the name of the county I did my time in.Nope I said“Listen Trace, you need someth...ng, Juds the man, he can get you anything,”the bartender said.“No more, no more, man, I’m running Whiskey Dicks, now. “ Jud argued“What the hell are you gonna do with that dive for crissake,” the bartender asked“Well,” Jud explained, “My rich uncle owns it, and I needed a job to get out of jail,”He laughedWe stood there for awhile talking, then he went. For the rest of the day, I laughed to myself as I saw whispering among the other men when Cocky wasn’t in their company. He had certainly made a huge impression on all of us. For me, however, I would now become fixated about seeing Corky in action.Several months before, I had moved in with a girlfriend named Mandy. We had a good sex life and I loved her open-mindedness. She was not only into oral and anal sex but also adventurous in her approach to fucking. Although we had begun to discuss. He stepped off the pavement to allow a woman coming towards him to pass. She took no notice of him as she swept by.There was a hostel at the end of Dean Street. Un-sponsored men working in the restaurants and bars of Soho and the West End used it. Nobody took much notice of who came and went. Stephen stepped inside. The man behind the desk recognised him and nodded. Nobody asked for names here, that was understood.The lobby was dark. On one wall, a notice board carried a myriad of notices,. I waited until today and got a test kit. I peed in a cup and held the little test strip in it for five seconds. I waited for two minutes and then I saw the result... a blue + sign which means it's 99% sure that I'm pregnant. Knocked up. Have a bun in the oven. In the family way. But I have no family now. I'll either be one of those penniless single Moms or I'll be sick with guilt for ending the pregnancy. I just don't know what to do.(Later) I found half a bottle of Joe's brandy in the cupboard.