” He liked them on the heavier side. A woman who was three-hundred pounds made his dick hard like steel.He liked his women sloppy fat. He really did...’t know why it made him hard. Robert was a skinny guy with a big dick. Most girls couldn’t handle his big rod. The fatties could because they didn’t usually have as many opportunities. Most guys want thin girls. Robert hardly ever saw a woman who was tipping the scales at three-hundred or four-hundred pounds with guys falling all over them. Women. Yet in timehe discovered a staleness, a mustiness about their feelings, as if kepttoo long without airing. Shocked to learn the level and the length ofhis family's dislike, he often retreated to the woods, there he hunted,riding the lesser waves of a beast's death.Until one day, he smelled a fire. Finding it, he also found a deserter.What lurked reawakened and the man became the first victim he could notexplain away as an act of war. Nor did he attempt to convince himselfthat he punished the. If they do I’ll find out who they are, who they work for, and what the fuck is going on!”“Get my wife. Send Rupert to get my wife. She’s a healer. Get her now and the children,” Samuel gasped.Rupert who was the only one of the guard not wounded, immediately ran off in the direction of Samuel’s house.“All right, my friend. We have you now. Let’s get you inside.”The wounded were brought in. They undressed them as best they could. Donald went to check on the wounded attackers. He saw Alan approach. I discretely looked this guy up and down to determine if he was someone I would want to take home to Ann Marie. She had said one time that one of her biggest fantasies was to have sex with a black man. So, who am I to quash her dreams? I finally had to speak out."Looks like you were having a pretty good time in there," I said.He looked at me as if he were trying to determine if I was going to form a lynch mob or if I was someone that he could trust. After a few seconds, he must have decided.