As I would later learn, on Tuesday and Friday evenings, when he frequented the bar, his wife was otherwise engaged. From six till ten p.m. on both eve...ings, she was either involved in a ceramic’s class or attending a ladies book club.*The night after my initial encounter with Jarrod, my first lover in the town as chronicled in a former story entitled ‘Salad Dressing’, Bull was seated next to me at the pub. As I was about to leave, Bull absolutely insisted that I stay for one more drink.. Khalje. There was no mistaking his intent orpurpose. He'd more than made clear exactly what my role would be in hislittle universe. And while he went out of his way to extol all thebenefits, all the wondrous opportunities I would be afforded if I agreedto become one of his chosen, he also took his time carefully explaining,in terrible detail, what he would be expected of me.When I bounced off a fellow pedestrian that was standing in my path, Istepped back without bothering to look up or. ''The devil they have! And were you the only one he did it to?''Oh, no, both my sisters and I slept with Papa in turns when he did not wish to have two or all.'On hearing this explicit explanation, there was no course left to the poor husband but to rise and quit her at once and forever. He told her to remain in bed, that he must go at once to his sister, and would send for her. He felt that the poor creature, brought up in the innocence of any crime in what had occurred between her and her. My heart was racing and I thought this would be THE night. We began making out again on the couch right where we had left off a few days before. After about 10 minutes she began touching my cock and balls through my jeans. This was new. A few more minutes passed when she abruptly stood up, without speaking, and got down on her knees between my legs in front of me on the couch, pulling my shoes, socks and pants off leaving me sitting there only in my low-rise bikini underwear. I was both shocked.