However, he has his hands just like hers a few days ago, tied up with groceries. Faith offers to help and sheepishly he accepts. As coincidence would ...ave it, he is new here too, and lives just under her place. She puts down the milk gallon she carries. Polite thanks, a few more words are exchanged, and a good bye with a promise of a tomorrow. The night now is disturbed as the dream returns to haunt her, to awake in her something which felt almost inhuman. The days, as mundane as ever, go by.. Each time she moaned and jerked in helpless arousal beneath him, he felt himself growing increasingly strong and masculine. This was the way he'd wanted it to be, the way it ought to be. Jesus Christ! He wanted to spend the rest of his life all ducked up on good dope and screwing a fantastic woman like this- one who writhed and gasped underneath him now."You love it, you sweet little bitch," he whispered into her ear. Soft tendrils of her flame-colored curls teased at his face, arousing him. Do not drink coffee while you walk. If you insist on something, drink hot cocoa. You will figure out something. The rest of his advice was about what not to eat.He ended with “Mr. Rollins you have a pre-ulcerous condition. I can give you a word for it, but it wouldn’t mean anything to you. Once you leave here stop by a pharmacy and get the persciptions filled. Then when you get home take the packet of four super laxative pills, and start on the stomach pills. Try cutting back on the cocktail. "I'll get her on the phone," Amy promised, going to her cell while Candace called the restaurant on the office phone.The connection established, Trish related, "Bobby's dad likes me -- in fact, I think he likes black girls in general. His mom can be a real bear, though; I survived meeting her, but only because she was busy climbing all over Bobby and his dad, I think. She's a little high-strung." Do you want to be there?" Amy asked."I might distract Bobby's dad -- he's REALLY into black girls!".