"Go on now and hurry yo ass up. I'm fuckin thirsty!"I stepped out into the hallway and headed up to the lobby by the front desk. A fat black woman was...behind the desk, and when she saw me she raised an eyebrow and smiled knowingly. "Y'all ok, shugah?" she said. I forced a smile and nodded. I got the Dr. Pepper and walked past the desk and back to the room, where James was waiting. As I neared the door, part of me was thinking that I should run. Who knew what James might do to me next? But his. So far this had been a waste of a weekend. I headed into one of the large shopping malls for some brekky and a coffee. I had arranged to catch up with my mate Michael while I was in the city as I normally do when I’m up this way. As was usually the case on a Friday or Saturday night, I figured he had probably had a big night out at one of the local gay clubs and was busy sleeping it off with his boyfriend. So I ended up killing time by doing some shopping for my mother’s birthday that was in a. She never looked back, but Mike looked back at me and winked. I winked back, knowingly. In case anyone was listening, I said in a loud voice, “I’m going to get another pitcher of Coke,” and took the empty pitcher in my hand and walked toward the concessions counter … which was also the direction of the ball racks.As I got farther away from the lanes area, I slowed down, watching what was going on between Vicky and Mike. She’d stop and pick up a 16 pound ball, way too heavy for her (although her. He arrived about one o’clock for me. We went for a nice, leisurely lunch, and then shit hit the fan.I behaved so badly and deserved all that resulted from it.It started well. Edward told me that he had found a house for us and wanted me to see. What he hadn’t mentioned was he had already bought it and had furniture delivered.He drove us to the house, which from outside was very nice and in a lovely neighborhood. I could imagine living here. But then we went inside.Inside I was assaulted by.