I miss you." You want to be my chauffeur? Some guy over at that radio station Stanley owns a part of wants me to come over and sing for him. I need a ...ide to get there." I'll be right there!" Greta shouted into the phone. Ruby heard a click and the line went dead. Ten minutes later, a new white Cadillac sedan screeched to a stop in the driveway."Come in," Ruby called as soon as Greta bounded up on the front porch. "If I did not need you to be my taxi service so bad, I would hate you for being. "I will ask them what they think you should do. But they have no Spanish. You will need to speak to them in English, if you can."I called ahead and talked to Carol, who was home with their little pre-school-aged kid, Chrissie. The other two would still be in school at that hour. I told Carol I was bringing someone over with me -- a young girl."New main squeeze?" she wanted to know."No, no. A young girl. I'll tell you about it when I get there."It was only two blocks to the Turner house, so we. Pastor John had already gone to bed and Sharon hugged me. I was so happy, my body still trembling from my fulfilling time with the ladies. We chatted quietly over coffee and biscuits.Sharon had made it clear that all of the women in the group loved me. The feeling of being loved was the most comforting part of this for me; loved, accepted, and, as I later found out, wanted.We held hands as we talked, often feeling a loving squeeze. We eventually parted to go to our beds.That night I hardly. "The problem is, is that before we go to sleep, I want a blowjob." Hillary just continued to look at him. "But I don't want to take the first blowjob you give away from Shawn." James went quiet.Hillary had not figured out what he was saying. Her mouth opened and closed a few times as she tried to figure out what to say. "What?"James smiled. "It's simple. I think the first time you give a blowjob, it should be with your boyfriend, Shawn. But I want you to sleep with me tonight and I'm hoping.