Then some young black men came up. They were very handsome, powerfully built and seemed to have money. They invited us up to VIP section. We drank and...danced and got very horny. The VIP section had what might be described as box seats or rooms away from everything else and it had its own dance floor but you could still see the regular area. The guys were flirting heavy and it was working for them as the four of us were very horny. We were even talking about if we could fool around and likely. A few weeks later, while I was out, the same guy passed me and whispered in my ear, "you don't recognize me but I recognize you, a friend of mine is the man who 'TURNED YOU OUT' years ago. Damn, I thought, should have known living in this small town was going to be a problem, never fails. Of course, I had to do what i had to do, just outright asked him if he wanted to FACE FUCK ME and bust a nut in my mouth. He said yes, but I want some of the ass too bitch, something I wasn't expecting at all,. Oh my God!” gasped Helen.“Yeah, I think we’re having a little party. Frank and I are going to pick up some cold cuts and stuff on the way. Or were you doing something else?” Shirley could detect a little reticence in her friend’s voice, and she didn’t think it was because Helen’s daughter-in-law was remarrying.“Well...”“Is somebody being naughty?” teased Shirley.“Well, actually...” admitted Helen.“Throw the bastard out and get over there!” laughed Shirley, hanging up the telephone.Helen Graham. FNH is being incredibly shortsighted, but the case sounds airtight for the company. After all, it's not as if the patent papers have even been submitted yet." Well, yeah--wait, what do you mean by saying that FNH is being incredibly short-sighted?"I shrugged. "Word is that the kid is all that and then some. Most of the people that Berelson offended through the years--and there have been an unholy number of them--admit that he's one of the leading researchers in his field, and the son is a chip.