Scratch broke our silence when we reached the point where the lancers had crested the hill. “This is where my father was born.”His proclamation su...prised me and I stopped my mule. A stone hovel at the side of the wide dirt road lacked its roof, which was destroyed by fire long ago. A gray stone wall about waist high, ringed the shell of the residence. Knowing this was his family home marked his prior silence more understandable. The site had the look of a malignant entity, a blot on the green. Nia had noticed how my tendency to man spread had attracted the attentionof other ladies and I had a wandering eye. I was always staring at orogling women who wore dresses or skirts.One night I told Nia that I had to stay late at work.This was the first time I had cheated on her.So I was not the perfect boyfriend? No."Have you never felt inadequate?" I wrote. "Faced with my beautiful sexygirlfriend I felt inadequate. Who wouldn't? She was the most beautifulwoman on the train each. A couple of deep breaths and she woke up opening her eyes wide. She found herself staring at the endless brown sky. She got up and sat straight while looking around. At that moment, Vijaya was sitting on a silvery ground, out in the open and on top of a silver-colored mountain, butt naked.Apparently, it was her memory or fantasy or a dream while in reality she simply fingered herself to climax while holding a newspaper in her hand. As she gasped to get the hang of reality, she looked at the. The hint of slavery and degradation added so much to her allure.Cutler came by occasionally, too. She was biding her time, waiting for SG — or the Foundling, as she called her — to make some major blunder and embarrass Hammond into agreeing she was worth more as transplant meat than as a porn star. But that wasn't the only reason for Cutler's interest. The Foundling fascinated her from the very first day, when she tried to draw a blood sample and discovered that the needle wouldn't penetrate.