Her gang of gorilla friends showed up and tried to interfere, but she was enjoying her venting session with me, and was getting a kick out of my react...ons to all of her allegations against black men being terrible lovers.April had a million preconceived notions about black men and white men. According to her, white men are freaks and do a lot more than just fuck and they are adventurous outside of the bedroom, while black men are so concern with image that they do very little in public. As I. I’m just in finance. I’m not as smart as Jeff.’ Jeff looked up with his eyes and shook his head. ‘Of course, neither is anybody else,’ Rich added with a chuckle. Jeff grunted. ‘Jeff’s mentioned Ashley a time or two, but he hasn’t said anything about this other gorgeous woman,’ Rich said, looking directly at Jen. Jen smiled. It was a little corny, but you really can’t go wrong complimenting a woman. Of course, he spent a lot of time looking at me as well, Remedios the Beauty. He could look away,. ”Darren lifted his hand. He gazed into her green-gray eyes and took in the details of her face -- darker flecks of color in her irises, the little folds in her eyelids, the clarity of her skin with the faintest traces of crows’ feet around her eyes. He regarded the shape of her turned-up nose, the faint freckles on her bridge and under her eyes and her cupid’s-bow upper lip. “You have pretty eyes, Marcia. How did you get that scar on your forehead?”“This?” She rubbed an inch-long mark above her. What I mean is, do you need… hmm, how do I say it, pleasure with a man? I asked. I was kind of embarrassed when asking that. My mom just stared at me trying to figure out what I was saying. Like do you need a man in bed. No. I mean… um… Ive been thinking about that. She said, I dont want to masturbate as that is so haram but I need someone to give me something, relief of some sort. Its just boring without Sunil (my dads name) around. I thought for a moment. I have a nice idea! I said. My mom.