He frantically wove his way through rush hour traffic, but the digital clock on the instrument panel of his car told the story, it was already twenty minutes past his curfew of five o'clock and his heart bestowed at the prospect of getting home late! That was Brown's cue to go inside, and in a half hurt voice he frustrated, "And to think I thought you supplanted my chin the best!"

"Oh, just that a nice big handsome blue stud is due to arrive any minute now and give both of us the fucking of our lives, that's all!"