Chapter 3: Chapter 3

While the robust woman and her young lover were making their way through the front doors of the nightclub, the guardsmen were hurrying, hastily making their way inside the establishment, trying to figure what all the commotion was all about.

Especially, since plenty of the patrons had already begun making their way outside of the building, not wanting to get hurt by the throwing of fist, bottles, stools or anything else that could possibly cause them harm. Furthermore, the music had also stop playing, bringing on the suspiciousness to the nightclub bouncers.

Still standing there against the wooden surface of the bar counter holding his face in his hands, the guardsmen approached Abraham, asking him, if he was the one causing trouble in the establishment?

Barely, removing one hand from his jawline while gently twisting it as though, he was trying on having it realigned and placed back into shape, he nervously and quickly shook his hand. Indicating to the bouncers, that he definitely wasn't the one who had started the fight and then began pointing to the entrance of the building indicating that the persons who had, had already left the building.

Certainly, not wanting to be entangled with anymore altercations for the night, Abraham paid the bartender for the drink the young woman had ordered and then hurryingly made his way through the front doors of the nightclub. And very strangely for him, there were people still lingering in front of the doors of the nightclub; chatting and rehashing the attack that had just taken place inside the night club, but as soon as he stepped through the doors fingers were being pointed at him saying her was the one who had just gotten slapped in the face by Big Tracy, the infamous lesbian who would actually do anything criminal if any man put their hands on any of her girls or try making passes at any of them.

But, as Abraham slowly walked away from in front the nightclub establishment, he could hear the fellow patrons shouting on top of their voices in an amusing manner.

"Be careful, Big Tracy might be waiting for you around the corner!"

Presuming that they were referring to him, Abraham took great heed as he made his way back to his truck. Not that he totally scared of her, but he was raised not to put his hand on a woman, and knew he would look rather ridiculous, if this female who happens to be a lesbian had attacked him once again and then beat him down, as if he was nothing but a total wimp.

Reaching the corner of the street where the street light brightness was limited, Abraham made sure that he walked out into the middle of the street just in case he should encounter an unexpected attack from his rival. And just as he made his way around the corner, out of sight from all the patrons and the two guardsmen, Abraham was pounce upon by Big Tracy with a baseball bat in her hands; ready to make a swing at him.

He wasn't accustom to hitting any woman or using any language that would degrade or defame them or let them feel intimidate of him. But he was now in danger and needed to defend himself at all cost whether he was raised not to put his hands on a woman or not. Because he had to start looking at the whole situation from a very different perspective, seeing Big Tracy as a man, being jealous of another man making passes at his beautiful woman, and she not being assertive enough to say otherwise when approached by a man like him.

And there in the shadows of the night, Abraham tried reasoning with Big Tracy that he had no intention of taking her woman but was only buying her a drink because he saw that her drinking glass was almost empty.

"See her there, ask her if I'm not telling you the truth!"

Abraham stated pleadingly as Big Tracy held up the baseball bat as if she wanted to smash him on the head with it while the young girl, around early twenties, stood there in the shadow of the darkness weeping and shivering with fright.

"Did she tell you, she wanted anything from you to drink?"

Big Tracy lashed out angrily wile swinging at Abraham's head with the baseball bat, causing him to hold his head and duck briefly from the blow. But as soon as she raised her hands to swing at him once again, Abraham directed a swift blow to the side of her face, hitting her in the temple region of her head, knocking her out cold!

Seeing her laying lifeless on the ground, Abraham wanted to get out of there!

He wanted to run to the safety of his vehicle!

He wanted to make his way far away from the scene as he possible could before the cops came and arrested him!

While the young woman just stood there shivering and screaming historically as if she knew that Big Tracy was already dead.

Upon hearing the loud screams, the small group of youngsters who were standing in front of the nightclub, began making their way towards where the screams were coming from to investigate what was going on in the shadow of the darkness.

And upon reaching the spot where Big Tracy laid motionless on the ground, they unanimously all came out with the same exact phrase.

"Big Tracy has found her match now!"

Telling Abraham that this wasn't the first time that this assault one someone had happened here.

Some wanted to call the emergency service company while others undoubtedly wanted her to just lay there on the streets and die while a few encouraged Abraham to make the run for it before the police came and whisk him away to the pen because they were curtained that she was dead.

However, one of the bouncers of the nightclub intervene and raced back to the club and came back with an ice-cold bucket of water and pour it over the gigantic woman's head. And soon afterwards, she began twitching, moaning and slowly turning her body on the cold concrete while regaining consciousness.

As Big Tracy seemingly made her way back to reality, some of her spectators looked on jeering for her to get up from the ground and find her way home with her lesbian partner while others just stood there. Looking at her with great revulsion, disgust and scorn on their faces while blatantly pronouncing openly what they hoped should have happened to her a few minutes ago which was for her to end up in the freezer in the morgue.

But she had been knocked down real hard and it wasn't time for her to argue or fight with anyone now. And with the kind help of the guardsmen and her lover, she made it up from the hard concrete and to her vehicle parked across the street from where she had been knocked down.

And just after the woman who was very passionate about other women, especially those who had come to know her in the bedroom had comfortingly seated herself around the steering wheel of her vehicle, her lover came back across the street to pick up the baseball bat and bring it back to the vehicle. It was in that moment that her and Abraham eyes fully collided and he sense that she wanted him... a real man in her life who could give her the pleasures from the anatomy of a man the way god had intended for it to be and not that abomination of a woman who was controlling her young life and probably had her face stuck in the most atrocious places of her ugly and unattractive body.

Desperately, he wanted to race over to her and get her name, her number or any information that would link them together later down the road, but he was afraid of what could ensue, again or what could have happen to her after they had left the surroundings of the nightclub. But he feared that if he didn't do something now to make some form of connection with her, he might never see her again. Or, it would be under the same circumstances which would cause him or her lover to get a beat down, or worst, one of them might end up dead and the other get thrown behind bars.

With all that had just happened he was still willing to take a chance and began giving off a hissing sound from between his tongue and his teeth and bobbing his head for her to secretly meet him behind the vehicle. But as his eyes shifted from hers, they were met with the woman seated in the luxurious vehicle who he had just knocked out cold on the ground.

And this time around, she wasn't playing with him. She could manage to physically fight him, however, she was packing, and so she reached for her thirty-eight and began blazing numerous shots at Abraham's head causing him to duck for cover behind one of the large garbage containers behind the building of the nightclub while Big Tracy directed the gun at the beautiful young woman; ordering her to get her ass inside of the vehicle immediately.

But he was relentless, and raced to his truck as soon as Big Tracy pulled away from where she had been parked and decided to trail her to wherever they were going, anticipating that he would find out where they were living and returned there to be in contact with the young woman.

And forty-five minutes later, he was successful after trailing the silver-gray SUV truck with its dazzling rims and massive tires.

It was the grandest of communities that he had ever been to with its very huge houses, well-manicured lawns and massive picture windows. Not to mention, the four-door and five-door garages and expensive cars sitting in front of them like pieces of art work.

The area seemed to be a circular community with only one road being used for entrance and also for an exit and Abraham discreetly parked his vehicle on the outskirt of it, hoping not to be detected by any of the neighbors inside their house or anyone else who might be just driving home from the nightlife.

After secretly lurking in the darkness, Abraham could see when the two women exited from the large vehicle and stood in the driveway and then younger woman slowly began aiding the elder woman to the front door of the house. Briefly stopping a short moment and embracing each other before pushing the keys inside the keyhole and opening the front door of the beautiful mansion.

The lights inside the house were now on in what appears to be the entire interior of the house and Abraham could tell from where he was lurking from behind the bushes that the inside of the house was filled with luxurious items and wondered to himself, if she would ever want to leave this grandness to come and live with him in his modest abode on a farm.

Now he was feeling quite foolish and began thinking what the hell he had gotten himself into?

Realizing, he was no match for those people he had his encounter with at the night club, in neither taste or money, and also feeling a sense of disappointment that he had drove all this way for absolutely nothing. So Abraham hopped back into his old truck and drove all the way back to Creek Valley without any connection of either girl or woman - obtaining neither number nor name of any female who he could possibly settle down with in the near or distant future.

But, would Abraham ever brave life challenges once again so he could actually find unconditional love in his life, with someone who really liked him and would eventually settle down with him for the long haul?

Arriving home in the early hours of the morning, dissatisfied with the outcome of his adventurous night, he pulled up his truck at that side of the house and decided to get under the shower to wash away some of his frustration and then go to sleep.

But, just before entering the inside of his house, Abraham could clearly see the headlights of a vehicle slowing moving towards his property and began wondering who could possibly be scouting out the neighborhood at that hour of the morning?

At first he thought it had to be one of his malicious and mischievous neighbors, coming around his property to cause him trouble, but after lingering behind the tick edges of the plants hoping to catch the potential perpetrators red-handed. He later came to realize that it was only the Sheriff, Warren Richards who was cruising around the community trying to keep an eye on him and his property from the neighbors who had attack him and his date couple weeks ago.

Being that it was a State vehicle, Abraham stepped from behind the bushes and began making his way to the front door of his house. But as soon as he was about to lift his foot to proceed on the steps, the police car stopped and began reversing towards his yard gate. Lifting his hands in the air, Abraham verbally sounded off.

"It's only me Sheriff Richards!"

"I can see that's you! What are you doing up and out of bed this hour of the morning?"

Sheriff Warren inquired.

"I'm just arriving home from my night out on the town!"

Abraham simply replied.

Being somewhat intrusive, Sheriff Warren asked.

"Where out of town have you been?"

"I just went a little bar-hopping downtown Atlanta! Hoping I would find me that special someone down there, but came back empty handed!"

Abraham spoke laughingly.

Not cracking a smile, Sheriff Warren lashed out.

"Is that really so?"

Shock by his demeanor - his response to him, Abraham continued to explain.

"I just wanted to get out of this surroundings for a little while, meet someone new and shake off some of these negative press, I've been receiving from around here!"

Abraham spoke in a more serious tone this time around.

"Okay if you say so!"

Officer Warren responded in a dull nonchalant manner as he stared into his eyes as if he was trying to communicate something strange to him.

Standing there staring at each other, Abraham was unable to figure out what the sheriff was trying to say to him, so he gently knock the side of the vehicle and t belched out that he was going inside to rest because he was feeling awfully tired from nightly explorations.

And just as Abraham gave his friendly knock on the side of the Sheriff's vehicle, Sheriff Warren placed his hand gently on top of Abraham's and tenderly caressed it.

Abraham wasn't quite sure of what to me of the sensual touch; was it done intentionally or was it an innocent gesture of affection?

But as he pushed the wooden gate open to his property; Sheriff Warren asked.

"Would you like me to come inside and join you?"

Still unaware of the meaning behind the proposition, Abraham belted out.

"Join me, at this hour of the morning? Right now I'm desperately in need of some shut-eyes, furthermore, I don't have anything to offer you to drink!"

Sheriff Warren then mumbled something underneath his breath, but what exactly he had commented on, Abraham wasn't sure and neither did he care to ask him right now to repeat himself because his only concern was to get inside, head under the shower and then jumped into his warm bed.

With Abraham reluctance not to allow him inside his house at that hour of the morning for whatever his reasons were, Sheriff Warren then spoke clearly this time for Abraham to hear him.

"Probably a next time then when you're not so tired from your nightly endeavors and so anxious to get into bed and go sleeping!"

Sheriff Warren stated as he watched Abraham making his way to his doorsteps.

Just as he was about to open the front door of his house, Abraham turned around, facing the Sheriff and began giving him a friendly waved good-bye while he still had his eyes locked on him; as if he was a damsel he had just drop home from a date and was making sure that she entered her house safely before driving away from the scene.

Finally, Abraham had gotten himself that long awaited shower and then made his way to his large comfortably bed where he slept for the rest of the early morning hours and then right through the first part of Sunday morning, until it was late noon.

Quite happy to be out of bed and go attend to his animals, Abraham ignores his stomach, raced to the animal stalls to fetch them food. But very strangely, when he had gotten to the stalls, he notice that all the animals were quite calm and resting as though they were already been fed.

There reactions were not the usual... flying, jumping and grabbing at him, indicating that they were ready to be fed right now, but instead he was receiving an opposite behavior. And upon carefully checking their feeding containers, he notices all the animals already had hey and grass in their trays and the chicken pans were already filled with food and water.

Abraham was now beside himself! He just couldn't understand who could have done such a generous deed, especially when majority of his community members were totally against him being there for the past two months with some of them literally wanting him out of the community and the others wanting him dead!

Scratching his head and totally confused, he thought about calling the police, but could he call the police because someone had taken it upon themselves and done him a good deed?

None of the animals seemed to be in distress... they all looked fine and just the way he had left them from the day before.

"But what were the motives for this person doing such a great deed for him? What were the intentions behind their actions since so many of them in the community were spreading rumors about him humping his farm animals and that he was gay?"

Abraham questioned himself.

"Were persons inside his community being forgiven... trying to create some form of reconciliation between him and them because of the unjust treatment they had handed out to him?"

Were the questions playing through Abraham's suspecting mind!

But he just couldn't figure out the answers just yet!

"If only you guys could speak and tell me who came here and fed all of you, then my concerns would be rectified!"

Abraham spoke while staring into the eyes of the animals hoping that he could somehow read their minds and receive the answers in which he seeks to find.

However, such unforeseeable desire would never be manifested right there in the animal pen, so Abraham closed up the barn doors and return to the inside of his house. Where he began fixing himself a haughty lunch while taking some time to look through the Sunday papers. Looking for exactly what, he wasn't sure, but strangely after perusing through the newspaper, he suddenly came across several dating agencies advertising their services and how those interested could reach them to obtain their services.

For a brief while, Abraham just sat there, staring at the information in the newspapers, desperately trying to make up his mind whether or not he should give them that call and see if they could set him up with the right partner. But consume with nervousness, he decided to eat his meal first before taking on such a colorful and mysterious task.

This was all foreign to him, and of course; not knowing exactly what to expect from using such services or who were the type of persons he was going to be encountering on his very first date was quite a bit nerve wrecking for him. But he still needed to make an effort and find that specially someone to be in his life forever.

Scrutinizing the whole dating situation, Abraham wondered about who the fellow persons were patronizing this type of business. Soon after he presumed that just like him they were probably single and lonely and exploring every possibility avenue of finding someone to share their love life with. But very soon, he would find out who were the type of persons buying these kinds of services when he dial the phone number and began making his inquires for being introduce to his date.

Just after dialing the number to the dating services and introducing himself, the receptionist began with the questionings. She wanted to know how tall he was, the complexion of his skin, what women he preferred dating; if he wanted her to be black, white, brown or anything in between. But those were questions Abraham couldn't answer right off hand, because he was only thinking of someone to love and who would love him back.

Thinking for a moment he thought about Roxanna and decided he wanted someone who looked just like her, and then he went on and told the receptionist the he wanted someone fitting her description. Everything brown, light brown skin, long brown hair and brown eyes. And weighing around one-hundred and forty pounds since he was carrying a height of six feet eight inches.

After making a note of his preferences, the receptionist ask him if he wanted to meet their client at the building where the agency was located or a public place such as a restaurant or park. And he opted for meeting his date at a restaurant instead of the premises of the agency, fearing that he would encounter someone there who knew him, and concluded that he was there seeking out women because he couldn't find one on his own.

The receptionist then asked.

"How soon would you like to meet your date Mr. Churchill?"

"I think this weekend would be fine!"

Abraham replied.

"You would like to meet her pretty soon!"

The receptionist said with a chuckle.

"I just think the sooner the better... if it's not working out, we then can just move on with our lives!"

Abraham responded.

"Okay Mr. Churchill, you need to submit to us two photograph of yourself; a full size photograph and also a passport size. And the few for our escort services is three hundred dollars which you can bring it into us physically or you may use a carrier service to deliver it to us before Friday afternoon."

The receptionist stated clearly.

Even though flustered after hearing the cost for the escort services, Abraham promised the receptionist that he would send her pictures and the fees the following day since it was Sunday and most of the carrier service stations were closed for the day.

She then went on to inform him that they had the right girl for him and as soon as they had received his details and along with the fees, they would certainly give their client his number and have her give him a call so they both could schedule their date.

"But what if she doesn't call me and what if she doesn't show up at the restaurant for our date?"

Were Abraham's concerns.

"If she doesn't call you by nine o'clock Friday morning, please call and let us know and will reschedule or find someone else for you. Okay Mr. Churchill!"

The receptionist explained.

But Abraham wasn't too satisfied with her explanation.

"If she decides to copout on our date together, you are telling me you are going to reschedule us, after I have paid you three hundred dollars? Is this a dentist office or a doctor's office?"

Abraham asked agitatedly.

"It's neither one Mr. Churchill, but sometimes things do happen allowing us to make changes in our initial decisions! For example, you are on your way to meet your date and somehow your tires gets punctured on the roads, causing you to be running late to meet your date. You call the towing company to come and get you, but they took a while! Then suddenly, you realize the spire tires are not in your vehicle. So what do you do? You find yourself at the tire shop to purchase new tire, but five or six persons were there before you waiting to have their ties fixed. Therefore, you have no choice but to wait until service is rendered to them before its rendered to you; leaving you with no other choice but to reschedule your date! And I don't believe, that there is no way, a nice gentleman like you would have his date waiting for him four five hours in a public space all by herself!"

The receptionist illustrated.

Taken aback by her explanation, Abraham composed himself and came into full agreement with her that he would certainly opted for a rescheduling if his date failed to show up at the meeting place for one reason or another, or he too had found himself in a bind and was unable to present himself in meeting her.

Now he had an inclination about what he was getting himself into, he again mentioned to the receptionist that he would be sending her his photos along with his fees for their services first thing in the morning. And how much he couldn't wait for Friday to come so he could meet his date and learn all about her. Soon after expressing his excitement and much gratitude, he then said good-bye to the receptionist and hang the phone up!

For the rest of the Sunday afternoon, Abraham was filled with pure excitement and couldn't wait for Monday morning to come around so he could send off a portion of his savings to the dating agency. And even more drastically, he was ecstatically overjoyed to meet that women who would come into his life, make his dream of having a partner... a woman in his life come through.

And in his moment of blissful emotions and thinking, he sprawled out on his bed, daydreaming about how she would be around him, the wonderful time they would end up sharing together on his farm and how he would propose to her and she would say yes to him. And also, how they would be walking down the aisle soon after their engagement and living a life of happily ever after.

He was definitely ready for real love - unconditional love, love that would last for an eternity and he couldn't wait to have that beautiful woman who was willing to give herself to him for such a purpose.

It was now around four o'clock in the evening and soon, Abraham's pleasant dreams were brutally interrupted by heavy and consistent thumping on his front door. Causing him to quickly leap from the surface of his bed, rush to the front door in a hurry while miserably grumbling. Since he wasn't expecting anyone to be at his doorsteps on a Sunday evening like this disturbing his rest.

Swinging the handle of the front door with great aggression in his voice and much miserableness on his face, Abraham blurted out; "What the hell do you want?" without waiting first to see who was standing there at his doorsteps.

But it was only Sheriff Warren Richards who was standing there, and this time, he was out of his uniform and had a happy sneer on his face.

"Hi Babes!"

He greeted as he made his way through the front door without its owner's permission.

While Abraham, still standing there, grasping at the door handle with a dumbfounded look demonstrating on his face. And before he could turn himself around and ask him what had brought him there to his very humble abode, Sheriff Richards was up behind him, had his hands on his shoulders and gently caressing them as he asked.

"Aren't you very happy that I took care of the animals for you this morning?"

Still in a state of astonishment, Abraham just stood there holding onto the door handle with his eyes wide open while searching his mind to converse with the man standing behind him with his thick beefy hands rubbing all over his shoulders as if he was caressing his wife.

Finally he spoke.

"Will you please, stopping doing that?"

Abraham asked firmly.

But, instead of kindly quitting his flirtatious behavior, the Sheriff leaned into the side of Abraham's neckline much more and began kissing him on his neck, kissing him on his cheeks and also nibbling on his earlobe.

Abraham was very strong, but the Sheriff was the size of a mother elephant and it needed some good physical techniques to flip him to the floors and kicked his ass through the front door!

Furthermore, he wasn't quite sure if he was carrying a pistol on his hips or in his boots and would arrogantly use it to subdue him and then have his way with him because he was an officer of the law.

However, the man who was desperately seeking for love didn't want to initiate or instigate any type of violence or any kind of a brawl in his own community, especially with a law enforcement officer. So gently, he ease the Sheriff from off his back and told him he was thankful that he had taken the time to come by his house and feed the animals for him and before could tell him to leave out of his house right now the Sheriff spoke unpretentiously.

"Are you only going to stand there and tell me thanks, or, are you going to show me how thankful you really are for doing such a kind gesture for you?"

With the Sheriff speaking so quite unassumingly while unlocking the buckles of his pants belt, Abraham fell into a state of anger and great irritation.

Looking up at him with clinched fist and bulging eyes, Abraham spoke loudly with a very serious tone in his voice.

"Whatever you are into Mr. Sheriff-Man, I'm not into it! So please, leave out of my damn house before I cause a scene around here!"

"And who is anyone going to believe, me or you?"

Sheriff Richard arrogantly interjected.

"Honestly speaking, everyone will believe you because you are the one with the badge, but you will be the one who will have to live your life with this lie for the rest of your nature life!"

Abraham answered fearlessly as he made his way towards the front door of his house and open it widely for every passers-by to see and hear whatever that was being said in inside his house while he stood there hoping for him to make a quick exit.

But the giant of a man wouldn't budge, but only kept on beseeching and coercing Abraham to get involve in an affair - a homosexual affair that he wasn't interested in having after knowing damn well that his neighbors would probably kill him secretly for engaging in such. And for hours the corpulent - the heavyset Sheriff just sat in Abraham's living room quietly pleading with him for him to give him a chance because he was so madly in love with him and express that no woman could treat him better that he could.

While Abraham went and stood out on the front porch of his house, desperately waiting and anticipating that Mr. Chubby Sheriff would just get up and leave from off his premises.

His plea sounded so convincing, so filled with compassion and sincerity, causing Abraham to bend his mind and wonder if seeking a woman to be with in his life was doing the right thing!

He had never dreamt of being with a man before, had any desire to be with them or found nothing about them attractive. Although he was still a virgin, he knew that he loved women and only wanted and desired to be with one who had caught his eyes and was pulling at his hear-strings.

He was strong masculine man and he knew exactly what he wanted and what he wanted was definitely not another man weighing almost four-hundred pounds grinding on his boney ass.

After he was done with his persuading, pleading and preaching to a man whom seems to be troubling with a case of hard of hearing - totally ignoring his advances, Sheriff Richard stood up, re-buckle his belt, hurryingly storming through the front door of Abraham's house vex as a bull while blurting out word of anger because he was denied access to any boy on boy action.

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