It only had one speed and that was like a steak of lightning with his paws barely touching the ground. He could turn on a dime and plunge into the ice...cold river with never the least bit of hesitation making him a great bird dog and in great shape to chase all the bitches he could mount in the city park.I remembered my Uncle thinking it was funny that his dog was raping any bitch he could catch and that he would sometimes laugh at their female owners moaning about how their little pet was being. When I thought about it I noticed that I had not paid any attention to any of the girls or women in my classes. Her skin color was maybe a bit darker than Beth's and she was a well-stacked. Why in hell did I now notice that?"This cute white boy can do several other things than curse but talking about those things in the company of a lady would not be appropriate." And he sweet-talks, too. But is it only talk or can he also deliver?"She was hitting on me! I'd better warn her before things get. As soon as she had gone, Agnes and Celeste, whom he'd just met the night before came in and brought him a nice refreshing drink which tasted like sherbert; it was sharp and a bit powdery. Agnes, a brunette of about 40, sat invitingly on the arm of the chair he was in, allowing her skirt to rise up to give him a glimpse of her old fashioned suspended stockings.'Did you like the drink?' she said.'Yes Agnes it was very refreshing' he replied.'It'll help you stay in touch with our work today;. I went to work putting the house together to make the tiny apartment that was now not so quiet a fantastic home for my husband and my soon to be born baby. That is when I finally learned the truth about the man that I married. I knew that Mario had a bad temper. He on multiple occasions he had slapped me and on the night that our baby was conceived it was the result of a rape, the first of many, in fact. I wanted to leave him, but I was convinced he would change after he saw his baby. I knew.