" Yes, he's a prick," I snarl. "You really shouldn't be going in sick dear."I am doing my best concerned loving husband impression on the outside whil... on the inside I am feeling a flame of excitement rush through me. I hear my wife sigh. "I know dear but this is a pretty important client. Anyway I am feeling a little better than I did this morning and I'm going to take tomorrow off. But I have to leave to fix up the last little bit of the presentation so I have to go into the office and then. It explains those flashes ofrecognition. How you knew Lisa. How you saw that woman's face who saidshe was your mom on the answering machine. Let Jen help us.Concentrate. Coffee. I need coffee. I buttoned the slacks and glanced up at themirror. I've seen me before. I forgot to put on my bra. Coffee. I'lljust make coffee. Come on Jennifer...I know you're with me. The cigarettes. They help make me comfortable. I took one out andeffortlessly lit it. Dragged on it. Oh yeah. Better. . “Release!” he shouted and slipped the leash onto the dog’s stainless steel chain collar.Finally Fang released me and and allowed himself to be pulled away.“I’m sorry about that, lovely lady,” said the older biker. Now he was up close I could see a scar down his right cheek and a small skull and crossbones tattoo on his left. Unlike the younger guy, whose hair was long, his hair was cut short like the barber had had a bad day styling the crew cut. They both wore dark brown tan leather jackets. While coming out of the bathroom on the way to my room, I had to pass the hall. On my way I saw Flora Aunty talking to vegetable vendor. She was in her nightie and her back was to me. Noticing me behind her, Flora Aunty very slowly caressed her ass with her left hand, and gradually turned around. I knew she was teasing me and I didn’t hide my stare from her in any way.Evening I was in my house. As I was alone, I switched on the TV and was watching it, when I heard the phone ring. To my surprise.