" He's obviously a good judge of character," Will said, and stooped down to scratch Oliver behind both ears. "So, does it have a bearing on a guy's ch...nces for another date how Oliver reacts to him?" Maybe," Claire smiled. "He's never steered me wrong."Claire's house was small, but cozy. The living room, where they now stood with Oliver circling their legs, was lined with bookshelves on three of its four walls. The front door and the large window through which Oliver had observed their arrival. Michael's mother, Meghan was upset that Rorke had not returned home. His father had left right after breakfast to ride the fences on the North pasture and said he would return by one o'clock at the latest. It was almost four by then. Michael could see how upset his mother was so he said he would go look for his dad. As he went out the door he had a feeling that something was very wrong so when he got to the garage he called his granddad and ask him to put his CB base on channel 25 in case he. Maya took over the task of cleaning and keeping our room spick and span. I would leave the keys of our room with her and on return find my things back in place. I never missed my wife in respect of anything except sex. Maya would even cook a meal for me on Sundays. When alone I would always dream and fantasize some way in which she would allow me to touch her beautiful body and let me screw her. This day arrived on one Sunday afternoon when she was making Roti’s in our kitchen. She had worn a. "I spoke to Mom last night." I know. Papa told me about it." Look, Miguel, I..." My voice broke. "Oh, damn, this is so hard!" I took a deep breath and tried again. "Miguel, I'm so sorry for the way I behaved yesterday. I was trying to score points with a guy I wanted to impress and then I got angry when you didn't play the game the way I wanted you to. Can you forgive me Miguel? Please?"He looked at me closely, like he was trying to decide if I meant what I was saying. He nodded his head..