I couldn’t help but notice the table next to us with a large group of black men drinking and talking loudly. A couple of them kept looking at my wi...e. I heard one of them tell the others, “I sure would like to fuck that fine white bitch! If I did, she’d leave that white boy to have my babies! Wouldn’t she look great, nursing my black baby at her nipples on those white breasts in public?” I tried to ignore them, as finally our meal arrived. We ate in almost silence, some small talk, trying. They tried to attack us. Come forth and identify them. We will come among you to meet their mates and children. They will come with us to our home so they are taken care of."A tall woman, about six foot tall came forward and knelt on the ground waiting for us to do something. She had brown hair that hung to her waist. Intertwined in it were several bone combs. Her ears were pierced with more bone, and she had a nice figure.I glanced over at Katia and said, "Who is she?" That is Dorian. She is. Even in the dim light, I could see that she had many more of the freckles that I found so desirable. She sensed that I was looking at them, and asked if I thought she looked funny that way. In reply, I reached for her, unclasped the front closure of her bra, removed it from her shoulders and began to kiss my way from her neck to her breasts. I traced her upper contours with the tip of my tongue, flicking it across her hardened nipples before sucking each one in turn into my mouth. Beth pulled. Her attorney had followed his declaration with a series of vigorous objections that stalled the hearing for more than an hour.“Do I need him here?”Suzanne shrugged.“Your call, ma’am. You’re not a person of interest in this investigation.”“Very well.”Raptor sat back in her chair.“Ma’am, did your husband have enemies, anyone who would have wanted to harm him?”Raptor burst out laughing, but her laughter had a bitter tone.“You’re kidding, right, Detective? Half this town hated him. Half his.