“Good. Now that we have that settled, it’s nearly past my teatime.”‘At last,’ Alice thought, her tummy grumbling at the thought. It had been...ages, or so it seemed, since she’d put anything in it.“Stay very still. I will be cross with you if you spill a single drop,” Master Foxtrot warned her, placing a teacup and saucer on the crown of Alice’s head.“But-““Silence!” he growled, dark eyes growing three shades darker.“You are never to question my orders!”Startled, Alice pressed her lips together. He would assume thejanitorial duties there instead of the offices. It was not at all what Paulexpected as he entered the office of Ray Hamilton.Mr. Hamilton was a large black man in his late forties. He was thesuperintendent of the warehouse. The general manager was Mr. Washington,another black man around the same age as Paul."Well ain't this a switch? A white man as our janitor. You have any ideawhy corporate put you here?Paul nodded."Yes. They're hoping I'll quit"Mr. Hamilton laughed."I sure. "Peter... Peter it's me. Please... Peter you have to come home. The doctors... Peter he's asking for you, there's not much time. Come home, Peter."The tape hissed a few seconds until a warbling beep signaled the end of the message.'Got to get voice mail soon.' he thought 'Damn machine is about to give up.' Anything to keep the import of his mother's plaintive message from his thoughts.Seven years. Seven years since he had set foot in his parent's home, the house he grew up in. Memories. I was dying to try it out and my cock was hard in my pants. I wasn’t sure if I would be able to take it at first. Maybe it was too big, and my ass would hurt too much. But then again, it was just a muscle and all muscles were flexible.When I arrived back at my apartment, I made sure the entrance door was locked and then turned off my cell phone. I wanted to be able to relax, and not be bothered by anyone. If Holly called and I didn’t answer, she would think I had forgotten to charge it, which.