.I really don't want to make you mad, um, Darnell, but I...I'm married...and I was hoping...well...here." My white gloved hands pulled two hundred dol...ars cash out of my little fuschia purse all in twenties and held it out to Darnell."He took his tree-trunk arm off my shoulder and counted the money. "What's this, baby girl?"I started to explain in a whispery voice, "Well, I figured..."Darnell interrupted me loudly. "OH! NO, NO, NO, NO! I KNOW WHAT THIS IS!" Darnell slid the cash into his left. " Brian, boys and girls are different. Men can get off a lot faster than women can. On the other hand, women can cum far more often than men can. That's why a male prostitute is essentially a contradiction in terms. A woman can take far more men than a man can have women. Do you understand?" She smiled at him warmly and said again, "Was it good for both of you?"Brian looked sheepish. "Mom, I guess it was better for me than it was for Karen. I don't know, though. I really didn't think about it.. There had been no response to several cell phone calls, as well."All right, Cattail," Roger said as soon as he got back in the car from filling the gas tank once again. The weather was much warmer than it had been that morning, almost reasonable, in fact. "We've got a decision to make. Wamputa Beach or Pass Christian? Wamputa Beach means another day on the road." The Amish can get along without us for one more day," she said. "Maybe more than that. It might be warm enough to be out in the sun. Mary liked his teeth. They had whiteness to them and uniformity rarely seen. She also liked his mouth; the expressive quirks and full lips did things to her imagination.Mary noticed her curtains twitch as she and Michael ascended the stone stairs to her front door. He carried the bags and then left her with a cheery wave and a private smile that passed between them.Eileen fairly gushed as her mother shut the door in an obvious reflective state of mind. Demanding to know who the Hunk, as she put.