.it was all I could think about, it absolutely consumed me. So I dragged myself into a sitting position, yawned, rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and g...t up to grab a cup of coffee. I got my coffee and sat at the large kitchen table across from my wife. She had her face in the Times and ignored me as usual. My young daughter came into the kitchen wearing an almost sheer short nightgown that ended about 2" below her butt. I could tell she wore nothing underneath it. Oh shit I thought as I. I mean ... I think my face looks better now than it did before that ass hit me. There is absolutely no scar. Thank you, Sir,” she managed as she locked eyes with her Commander. After handing the mirror back to Kayla and thanking her, Tosha continued, “Sir, I’m embarrassed that he even managed to hit me to begin with. I suppose I was preoccupied with spanking that bitch. He had been screaming about money for a plane ticket so he could go back home – probably to his Mama,” she groused. “Anyway,. She chose water. I had the same. After my accident three years ago I used the settlement to buy two small duplexes close to where I live. My disability check plus the rental income made for a reasonable living. Addressing my visitor, I asked, “Did someone send you here?”“Yes, the people at the Women’s Center suggested this place. It is walking distance to quite a few things I need. How much is the rent?”I told her the fairly modest amount but her face fell anyway, and especially so when I told. DiTucci. I had finished my apprenticeship and said license appeared in the mail one day, just like magic! I was now Thomas Steel, Undertaker. One day Angelo and Mr. DiTucci drove me across town to an upscale neighborhood. There I was given the keys to my funeral home. After the grand tour and introduction to my staff, I was taken into one of the private rooms and explained the facts are of life. As I had suspected, Mr. DiTucci had a disposal problem. My job was to solve it. Actually, this was.