i used to(its in the past now) date a woman by the end of my street in portharcourt and we saw each other more than fifty times i think.....before i broke it off when i found a double barrel in her closet(scary huh?)....yes she was halfcaste and pretty but that wasnt an excuse for what i did with a married woman,...yes she was more sensual and experienced than i and could easily manipulate my resolves at will using beauty and charm-but that,too,wasnt an excuse for what i did.i knew what i was doing-was fully aware,i relished the power of handling an older woman who managed to have a combination of beauty and intense sexuality. i began to despise girls my age and lust after older ones.you wont understand until you have a taste-the feeling of elation when you begin to make up to fifteen thousand a week out of pleasure,the surge of power that runs thru you when you realize that you just made a woman desperate for you-desperate enough to buy a gun.(dont be fooled,its a dangerous game and i