I know he’s pushing Owen on that point, too. I even helped out a little on Alice and Julie’s rings.”“How’s that?” Dave asked.“I went wit... Owen to the jewelers when he was buying the engagement rings for your two wives that he’s going to marry. He was thinking with his Walmart mentality. By the time I got through with him he’d come upscale quite a bit.”“Tell me more. I never asked about their cost or anything other than appreciated the beauty of the rings – the stones and their settings.”“Well,. Wouldn't have to listen to all the shit that comes out of your mouth.”Getting irked at your constant remarks, Jeremy directs the two muscle-heads forward.“I'll do you one better: I'll smash your head in and finally get rid of your stupid, ugly mug for good!”You weren't exactly on equal footing with Jeremy's goons in regards to pure muscle, but you had plenty of practice against any number of random thugs and delinquents he could bribe or threaten into harassing you. They had no real idea of how. She even let you fuck her tight ass. You guys only took an occasional break from sex to study for your respectable classes. You loved her perky breasts and her larger-than-most white girls' ass. You lost count of how many times you swatted her ass over your college years.You guys are living in a small apartment complex with few neighbors. You begin your medium-paying job with a shady corporation. You have been working nonstop for your boss, putting in a ridiculous amount of hours. You spent. .. she's ... m daughter, my daughter," I said abruptly, feigning slow-wittedness.Jesus, what was up with me? What was going on? Why was I doing this? Why was I bothering? Christine was nothing to me. She was the daughter of my enemy.And yet she was my soul mate in death, my wife, and I was determined to defend her honor.The one with the pike raised his weapon and seemed surprised that I'd spoken. He thrust the pike towards me, warning me off, but I refused to cower which annoyed him. He was.