His woman, Half Moon, was Blossom’s granddaughter and Blossom was on her way to visit with her.“Will he trade with black people?” Ben asked Blos...om pointedly, once she’d told him all about the man and his trading post.“Big Ed will trade, but it will be better if you trade instead,” Blossom informed him. “You are lawman. Big Ed likes lawmen. He will make special deal with you.”Ben imagined he would make a special deal, although he wasn’t overly certain that the deal would be good for the family. As we rounded the corner to the far side Al sort of dropped back and let me pass him. I did not think that this was done to prevent me from exiting. Al finished his story '...Bruce and I came in here and he laid down on the floor and let me get him. I'm telling you this so you would know that we can do the same thing and no one would find out...' I don't remember how it all went down after that, but there was no fight or harsh threat from Al. I do remember that he managed to get me to drop my. I had been indoctrinated to the not past 2 pm club which was a band of guys usually paid big money to provide specific jobs and keeping the mouth shut and knowing when the husbands dropping the hint for you to start hitting it for him while he had 4 others and maybe a few friends that shared for he had plundered so many times the mother of his c***drren and her constant nagging and spending money tryong to get even for his public display by choice or accident his latest young almost his. He still felt more than a little lightheaded with the revelation of his darkest desires. It was as if he was wearing a sign on his forehead that screamed pervert."So what do you think my little man?" the older woman asked. "And I do hope I'm only using that phrase figuratively. Do you have the courage to live those desires?"Michael's heart was beating rapidly, his palms were sweaty. Part of him feared answering yes but another part feared ever more never having this chance again. The word.