"There," he replied, "I would suggest those two."The soldier followed the finger towards a tall fortyish white woman. She was dressed in a gold button...front dress. His educated eye could see that it was not hot enough for her to have the perspiration she exhibited. Her tanned and toned body had a thin bead of perspiration that was beginning to coat her. She must have dressed in a hurry. Was she was wearing a bra? He guessed she had decided to leave in a hurry, and maybe even had no. He also told me what he wanted me to wear under my street clothes.So there I was in my apartment getting ready to go over Joe’s house.I arrived as scheduled and was greeted by Joe. He was wearing a terry cloth robe and a smile!I was guided into the downstairs playroom, as Joe called it.There were couches next to each wall and big pillows all over the thickly carpeted floor. A bar was in the far corner and three guys were sitting on the stools. They were all naked.One was Jake, a black man who. “I can’t believe you’re still lamenting about the loss of the only man you’ve ever truly loved. It’s really sad to see someone drift into a marriage on the rebound, imagining that man is Jason and never admitting to yourself that the source of your unhappiness was of you’re own doing.” No response and so Emma continued almost conversationally, “Jason bears his grief with great fortitude and I can only imagine what he’s going through. “ And then mercilessly, “I don’t know what sort of sick. Delvin’s mother, whose very sexy visage was plastered all over the commons of the inn this story starts in, had been a human woman that a devil impregnated knew the devil that knocked her up by a moniker. Of course, everyone knew that devils and demons had many monikers, some known while others weren’t; some were even known by similar aliases or even the same moniker as another demon or devil; Delvin was likely intended to be part of a sort of plan or contingency that never came to pass or was.