"The name is Williams, Lee Williams, and if you ever call me Lee or Williams I will kill you. That isn't a threat, just stating the facts. My mother w...s a crack whore, she popped tricks in the trailer whenever she could, just to make enough money for her next fix. I was small growing up and hated being home, so I spent all of my time at the dojo near the school. I never wanted to go home when I was young, who would? So that was my life, and I grew up faster than any one in my grade. When I got. Our Idea was that one of us would be just the front part and the other would be just the back part - not connected or anything. My mother laughed and asked us which one was going to be "the horses ass". Then she suggested that we connect the halves and go that way.Mom was good with a sewing machine and the costume she made was really pretty impressive. One of us would be the front legs and head, and the other would stand behind, being the back legs and, yes, the horses ass. Naturally, the women. The word 'travertine' floats into my brain from some half-remembered geology class.But as much as I try to focus my attention on the pillar I can't help but feel the presence behind me. The skin on my back tingles like it's electrically charged. The hair on the nape of my neck stands up as I feel the tiniest of air currents shift, and I realize he's smelling me. He must have his face just centimeters away, and all the skin from the nape of my neck to the top of my butt flares into heat, like. Tommy and I where setting by the pool when I heard the patio door slide open. I turned around and saw my wife walking across the deck carrying two more beers. She was wearing a bikini with a beach cover-up over it. The cover-up is extremely short and with each step her dark tanned thighs where visible. She handed the cold ones to us and took a seat facing Tommy. As she sat down she crossed her legs giving both of us a full view of her beautiful thigh. My wife is five foot four and one hundred.