"Yeah, that sucks getting treated like a bitch, doesn't it?" I squeezed."FUCK!" He yelled out, "WHAT CHU WANT, MUTHA-FUCKA?" What I want." I released ...is leg, "Is your promise to treat your girls better." WHAT?" He cried out, confused."I get it. I do. You have to discipline them." I said calmly, trying to appeal to his sensibilities, "But you need to discipline yourself, first. Understand?"He just groaned, rocking on the ground."Stop. Beating. On. Your. Girls, UNDERSTAND?" I questioned,. She smiled at me. I reached for a stool at the same moment she reached, bringing us for one instant too close. I could almost taste the tart heat of her breath as she lightly laughed. I kissed her. She moaned. I laced my fingers through her dark hair. “You’re mine,” I said. Her eyes opened wide, melted darkly. “Fuck me,” she said. Two days later I sat on my parent’s back porch and watched the sun go down. Jane and Ted’s house erupted with. He liked the sound, thinking it musical and pleasant on the ear and forgot the ill thoughts that had been running through his mind.She hung up and he waited restlessly until 10:30 then called his secretary and told her to hold his calls and made his way to Dr. Van Sciver's office, let himself in and locked the door behind him.Helen Durant, her married name, arrived at 10:50. Before she could knock a second time, Dutch opened the door and stepped out to greet her.She had on a sleeveless, black. Things were going good and he appreciated that Marcia was a joy to be with in more ways than one. Besides being a good lover who had an ever increasing appetite to make love, she also had a great personality and was equally concerned about Ted happiness.Their wedding was small and was limited to relatives and a few friends. Ted was a little concerned on how Parker, Marcia son would react to Ted marrying his mother. He wondered if Parker would hold a grudge since he had only been a bench warmer.