"Walter you should go lay down and leave Mike alone." Daisy said trying to take control of the situation. "Daisy I told you to drop those pants and sh...w the man your pussy, he been staring at it all day, give him a good look. Do as your told!" Walt said getting angry. I knew Walt could be a mean drunk and I was worried that would get out of hand. Daisy must have thought the same. She looked at me and then back at Walt and then she undid her pants and let them drop to the floor along with her. He played her game of thrusting high his hips now he was underneath.Suddenly she longed to be subject to him again. She lay still on top of him. He reached his hands over her ass and she acquiesced, let him hold her, touch her, feel her cheeks, probe fingers between them.She sought his mouth and crushed hers over it. He opened his and filled her with his thick, searching tongue. The tongues communed with each other till the Sultan could bear it no more. The animal came back. But now Lacie was. I saw people, mostly men, looking. She ate fast, gobbling down the food and asking for more. I gave her some from my plate, and she was working on her second bowl of ice cream before I finished my steak. I drank some coffee, and she got a third ice cream sundae, grinning at me. So I took her home. My son, who was going to summer school so he could graduate next year, was watching TV. I introduced my boy and the girl said, “I’m Candy.” “Whew,” he said. “I think you are. Can I take a bite?’ She. "Damn, I thought Turner had cleaned this place."A large clothing bag, the type that you use for storing a season's worthof clothes, hung in the closet and a small red suitcase was on the floor.I didn't feeling like dealing with them so I pushed the bag to the sideand hung up some sweaters and a windbreaker. Then I turned to thedresser. It was small with two full length drawers on the bottom and twohalf drawers in the top row. I opened one of the top drawers and juststared.A small collection of.