So… what I do is shag women, sluts mostly if the truth be known… and when I get bored with them I dump them… works for me… ‘Here you are mat...!’ The taxi driver tells me as we pull up outside the Minger’s shabby little house in Arthur Street. ‘I won’t be a mo… I’ll just get the cash… hang on a sec.’ I say as I step onto the pavement and walk along the smelly alley to her front door. I let myself in, it stinks of dog shit and I feel a little sick… and there she is, all smiling sweetly. ‘Hi Jules…. Her daughter’s name is Kainat. She was 17 years old on that time. She is fair, 5 feet’s tall has a firm ass, and not so big but beautiful boobs. Now let us began the story which happened we (me n kainat) do not talk so much with each other because she is a shy girl. One day when everyone from my n her family was gone out of town to attend a marriage ceremony, she was alone in her house when I comeback from the college I go to fetch the keys of my house from her place. When I went in I saw that. ”Doug’s dark eyes narrowed. “Hey, partner! Don’t start nothing! He’s an asshole, everybody knows he’s an asshole, and he’s gonna need some backup sooner or later. Might kinda suck, if everybody else in the city is busy when his ‘Code 1000” comes out? Or, when he goes down on charges, and you know he will, his mouth is bound to talk him into some stuff, do you suppose he’s gonna call the ‘nigger loving’ chief steward to help him keep his job?”My long suffering, and African Persuasion-ed,. ” She colored instantly, even the fact that her own husband would notice – and comment on - her erect nipples embarrassing her. She looked around quickly, to make sure none of her people had overheard. “Stop that! Anyhow, I sure don’t feel attractive, all sweaty and dirty. Did you need something?” “I was hoping I could talk you into leaving early. I’m taking the afternoon off, so…” I wiggled my eyebrows at her, and she smiled. She looked wistful. “Sounds great, but we’re so far behind…that.