She hesitated, nervously holding the envelope in her hand, like some opposite world Oscars envelope. ‘And the winner is … and I’d like to thank ...��.’ Finally, she slowly pulled it open and extracted the two sheets of paper.Rather than read it herself, she simply put the two sheets down on Francis’ desk and read the results at the same time as us.Like most men, it was the first time I’d ever seen a paternity test. I’d always thought these things were for moral reprobates who got women pregnant and. I didn't care, I was in heaven. So there I was high as a kite with nothing on but my shirt that was pulled up and over my head. Now completely naked and bent over a table surrounded by maybe about 8 or 9 guys must had there pants around their ankles if not they had their cocks out and wanking. He fucking loves it I hear someone say. I did!. The black guy with his cock in my mouth passes me the bottle of poppers and tells me to keep sniffing, I did just that and my head was spinning but I felt. Besides there was no one in the place I really knew after 6AM. All my buddies were gone by the time the sun came up. The cafe opened at 5AM and the first breakfast shift was gone by 6AM. People came and went from then till 5PM when the cafe closed."You ain't been reporting any strays lately," the black waitress suggested as she handed me my white bag."I know people must be keeping their dogs inside due to the cold," I suggested."I sho' do hope so, It be mighty cold for them poor things out. " Hmmm?" I was rude." I know. You've always been that way. When you get irritated, you respond. When you protected me when we were little; when you feel others are mistreated. Tonight you felt that the bloke from Manchester was treating us like students. Well, we are students; but in that situation, we were guests; as he was. So you responded to his disdain." Another drongo." Yes. But, you want to let Winnie and Sandra know that they're still OK. I know Winnie'll be busy with these blokes. Just.