” The artist came towards me and switched off his torch, his other arm supported two heavy grocery bags. He stared at me for a moment before handing...me one of the bags to carry and told me to follow. He brought out a bunch of keys from his pocket and selected a key that fitted into the lock of his back door. He told me to leave my dog outside before entering. I was too overwhelmed to argue with him. His kitchen was neat and well kept, as was the rest of the house. Thom, ever happy to see him. Maybe.He took them all -- license, registration, badge-wallet -- back to hiscruiser. All I could do was wait. And worry.In the bars, back in the days when I would go, when I brushed off theguys who want what I was not ready yet to give and the guys that I waspretty sure just wanted to take it, I heard the tales of moments justlike this.Lonely road. Discovery.And always an angry man. Always. I used to wonder why sometimes: whyalways anger, why do we always warn of anger, why do we seem to need. She was not particularly fair but had a very beautiful figure of 32-26-34. And she wore tight fitting jeans with top and her breasts showed up as two small hillocks on her chest. She would give any man a hardon instantly. I had not done sex for almost five months and so I instantly got aroused. When I picked up Jolly from the station, and headed towards home. I could not take my eyes off her body. Jolly took over our home as a dedicated family member and she did cooking, serving and cleaning. Andrea took a hold of his collar and pushed his rump down so he sat and then pushed his head down so Blue was on his side with his belly facing me in the next chair. She knelt next to him then sitting on her legs, she moved his sheath out of the way with two fingers and pointed out the finest line of a scar. Someone who was very knowledgeable about plastic surgery did this. She then pointed out how the sheath was reattached to form a tube to protect his penis. This was a very intentional.