. at least in the minds of those who propound the “accepted” (mainstream) theories.Casting back, I realized my wives were inordinately tall ... ev...n though their shoulders fit nicely under me arm pits. Were we outsiders? Probably not ... the majority of the men were tall ... not as tall as I but much taller than I, as a white man, had been led to believe. Just another Hmmm.So ... after 1823 but before 1840. I saw muskets discarded for lack of percussion caps and heard of men’s wives castigating. . whatever, the raven-haired enchantress went evil-eyed when she spoke of her."Was she good?" Maggie questioned, trying at nonchalance as she stared into the mirror."Yeah... good! Damn good once I'd implanted in her head the name of the game." In her head... ?"Max chuckled, choosing a tie from the rack and wrapping it around his neck. "That was yesterday, baby," he said, not looking at her. "Tonight's the Spaxtons... remember? Let's not irk ourselves." Who's irked?" Maggie lied. "You ever know. I had a previous experience with a daddy type men before but i was looking for more.I met this guy on Craig's List when i posted an add titled 'young boy looking for mature men (50+)'. He was gay and in a relationship but he wanted more experiences. He even thought about inviting me with his boyfriend for a threesome. Which never happened. He was about 5'7" bald with a belly and close to 60 years old. Typical dad look. No beard. He was really into scenarios so he asked me if i was into it. He. He carefully moved his manhood into position and thrust into her rearpassage. Meredith, or rather Donald Trent squealed in delight.**********Donald Trent posing as Meredith loved having his rear invaded by a man.It was what had gotten him in trouble in the first place. Meredith hadfound out about his affairs with both men and women and they had had analmighty row. The row had escalated and Donald had hit her for some ofthe things that she had said. On reflection, perhaps he had hit her toohard.