Until she started explaining the protocol involved I had no idea of how complicated it all was. You had to be on the right side of the person you were...serving; there was a right and wrong way to hold the tray; a right and a wrong order in which to do things.Brian said something to the effect that he thought Miss Carson was making it all up, a foolish move that ended up with him being grabbed by the ear, dragged to the front of the class and asked to read out the appropriate passage from a dusty. ” was all he said. It took us about 20 minutes, during which I said nothing, and Ron didn’t try and pry anything from me. I thought about my wedding day, my honeymoon, Tony’s family, heck, my own family. Tony and I had just started to talk about having our own family, now that his career had taken off. I was still certain I loved him, and would, perhaps, for the rest of my life. But between the two men, Ron was by far the most fantastic lover I’d ever known. Tony’s body was just not. I tell her each pic has three people in , each time the White man has a smaller penis . She interrupts with one of her sly comments " just like your dinky winky " I carry on the woman all look bossy and powerful , in control of the white man who is being made to feel inadequate buy his wife and a black man with a bigger cock than him . Clare asks " well how far would you go , I mean I'm a powerful bossy sexy woman and your a small silly willy White man. " I don't know what to say , I should. "David, I was thinking ... what about the kids?" She said. "What about the kids?" David asked, confused. "I mean, should we tell them about your powers?" "I don't think so. I think we should wait a bit until I understand them a bit better. Hell, I only told you because you asked."The two of them walked downstairs, where they saw Jack and Molly, who were sat eating breakfast. "Morning kids, did you sleep well?" David asked them. "Not really," Molly replied. "Why?" David asked. Jack then.