i yanked my neck from his hold . is it like this every night in here ? he watched her work and they talked about their days while she fixed supper . i explained what had happened , leaving out a few details , and what i was thinking . i needed a man like i needed a third nipple . not eyes the color of coffee or chocolate or that lovely china tea that came in a little red paper packet and that she could no longer afford . i was a bull rider up til a few years ago . 