I stood up and went to open the door.There was standing a huge black man; very handsome and looking at me with a serious look in his burning eyes. I d...d not even recognize him, because he was wearing civilian clothes instead his uniform as a Postman…The vision of that giant piece of chocolate skin made me feel wet again.“This is my good friend Nelson… do let him in, bitch”. Susan said.“You know him. I love him delivering me his huge package…”After closing the door behind him, Nelson looked at. "I'll have to leave it to Ben to explain it to you. It has to do with something called light trapping. It's way beyond anything I understand," she smiled.I was about to interrupt when Jeannie beat me to it. "Charlie, can you demonstrate this cell ... you know ... how it works?" I thought you'd never ask," she grinned with a clear expression of triumph.She began to place items on the table in front of her. First her laptop, then an electric razor. With Mrs. Wong's help, she turned on the video. .When you think of bras, you think of boobs...You, John, like boobs...You like them large...When you think of bras, you think of large boobs...Large boobs are what women should have, John...Having large boobs make you want to feel the woman...Large boobs make you feel like a woman...a very feminine, sexy woman...That's what you think of when you think of boobs...and bras..."Her eyes closed, Joan's scrunched up face had eased, relaxed, then taken on the look of somebody thinking about boobs as a. I’ll pack my stuff and be on my way.’ I smiled still holding her hand. ‘There’s no reason for you to leave, you can use this pier or any other place you like. I don’t have any aloe, but I’ll get some from the store on the highway.’ I found it easy to look into her dark brown eyes. ‘I might be in the market for a handyman, uh, woman myself. There is a long list of minor things that need to be fixed and since you’ve been doing the job, you probably already know more about this place than I could.