I was surprised, sure, but I knew what it was all about as soon as I saw Mike walk in. Attracted by all the commotion Maggie came into the room and I ...amn near died of embarrassment; no makeup, her hair in curlers, wearing a ragged flannel nightgown and fuzzy pink slippers. To top things off you could tell she was at least four months pregnant."What's going on here?' she asked.Before I could say anything Mike said, "I'm here to collect a debt" and then he turned to me and said, "And if I don't. She turned her face to me, her eyelids heavy. Perhaps she too was intoxicated."What are you doing to me?" she said. Her breath was indeed thick with alcohol."Your friend is drunk," I said to Ebony while slowly unbuttoning Ivory's shirt. She was squirming her ass into me in a way that took my attention away from her friend."So?" You don't sound drunk to me." I'm not," Ebony said, "not as drunk as she is." Care to explain that to me?" She drinks more than I do." Or you drank less than she did.. At any rate, that fateful day I happened to be in a restaurant, The Horseshoe, having a late lunch, like today,” he said.“Okay, but... , “ she said.“Well, just as I was about to order, I saw the most beautiful woman in the world, your mom. I had to meet her; hell, I had to marry her. But, as I soon discovered, she was already married, married to a good man. But, that good man was in prison which is something that you don’t know. He’d been sentenced to fifteen years for killing a policeman.“He. His eyes close and I think I can see his lower lip tremble. He inhales sharply. ‘What did his hands feel like on your skin?’ Mark is moving his mouth down to my neck as he speaks. His lips are warm and explore the flesh behind my ear and down to where my shirt now falls open. ‘His hands were soft, the fingers short and strong. He moved them over me without hesitating, pinching my nipples, squeezing…’ I close my eyes. Mark’s hands are imitating my words but his fingers are slender and long and.