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.* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *Irene came home from work glad Saturday and her period were over.She was hoping maybe Mike would go to the store for supper, butshe didnt expect it.But she didnt mind because she was in a good mood and it was nice out.Especially after being in the store all day.Before she opened the door she could hear the radio and wasnt surprised when she did open the door to see Mike and Sal sitting at thetable drinking.She said hello and went straight to the bedroom and threw her jacket on the bed, then picked up Helen who had run afterher.Helen told her everything she did and Irene oooood and aaaaad and they both went in to see Arthur.She stayed with the children afew minutes then came out and, smiling, asked Mike how he was doing.Pretty good babe.Sal came over a little while ago and weve had afew drinks, hahahaha.She smiled again and wondered if she should ask him if Helen had been out.You want something to eat Sal? Ofcourse he does.Ya think he dont eat? Irene shrugged her shoulders.I was just askin.How about gettin us a steak, handing her somemoney and smiling at Sal, making sure he understood that he was the boss in his house and just because Irene worked didnt mean he hadto take any shit.Go getus a steak babe.Irene went to get her jacket, her good humor leaving her, feeling at that exact moment, humorless,and ready any second to lose her temper.He could have at least asked and not show off so damn much.She stopped in front of the tableand asked him, attempting a slight nonchalance, how come Helen didnt have her overalls on? Didnt she go out today? No, she didnt go outtoday.Why not? It was a beautiful day.Because I didnt feel like trying ta find where ya hid her clothes.So what? not able to return herstare and turning his head to look at Sal, increasing the scowl on his face.Irene clenched her teeth and left the apartment.The bastard.Wont go to the store; wont clean the house (probably get too drunk tonight); wont even let the kid out.She hustled from one store to theother, buying what she needed; rushed home; prepared and served the meal in silence; Mike ignoring her, feeling he had made his pointwith Sal; he and Sal leaving as soon as the meal was over.* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *THE DASHERA young girl was waiting alone for a bus.She stood smoking and looking down the street for the bus.She had to meet her friends in a fewminutes and she was late.She kept stepping off the curb to look down the street.A car stopped a few feet from the curb and the guy in thecar yelled, can I takeya somewhere baby? The girl looked at the car, then down the street, but no bus was coming.Comeon, I/ll takeyawhere ya wanna go.She looked at the guy for a minute wondering if he would take her to 5th avenue or if hed start fuckin around.Shethought she/d take a chance, hoping the guy wouldnt kick her out when she said no.He yelled again and she started to walk to the carwhen she saw the bus turn a corner 2 blocks away.She stepped back on the curb and turned her head.He yelled again and she said, goon, beat it.He mumbled something and she flipped her cigarette at the car and told him ta get the fuck outtahere.The guy started the carand drove away, but stopped a few hundred feet up the street and got out of the car.He whistled and yelled at the girl and when she turnedand yelled at him ta go screw he opened his fly and took his cock out and waved it at her, still yelling and whistling.She told him ta shove itup his ass and he finally got back in his car and drove away.The young girl watched the car go up the street then turned as the busapproached.What a fuckin creep.* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *Nancy and the kids were still eating when Abraham got up.She asked him did he want some supper and he said hell no.He didnt want toeat none a her slop.He filled the tub and sat in the water smoking a cigarette, gently rubbing himself with the soap with his free hand, thinking of the brownskin gal and contemplating his stiffened dick.After he finished his cigarette he lathered himself up good, carefully andgently lathering his crotch so it would be sure to smell sweet (kissen sweet, hehehe), then rinsed and dried himself.Then he put deodorantunder his arms and balls; massaged skin cream into his face; splashed after shave lotion on his face, neck and chest; rubbed pomadebetween the palms off his hands and rubbed it on his hair, then spent 20 minutes combing it carefully and adjusting his waves.Ghuddamn ifhe wasnt a sharp lookin stud
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