I was babbling and I knew it but I was terrified. For the past three years, all Ive done is take care of my brothers, they were my number one priority... I couldnt leave them. The mans hard face seemed to soften a little bit, his heavy brows lifting. He couldnt have been more than 35 but there were tiny lines around his eyes that indicated he smiled often. Of course, he wasnt smiling right now. Holding my wrists in one of his hands, he lifted the other to brush the powdered sugar off my face. I. Pretty sure she has ahd a couple of black guys in the past and might even have gotten pregnant by one of them. The first was when we were living together but not yet married. She was about 40 at the time and was visiting her daughter who is married to a black man in another city over Christmas. I didn't go because I had to work over the holidays. She happened to mention while she was there her son-in-laws younger brother spent the night also. I knew they only had a one bedroom apartment and. ’ Barossa was the fanciest restaurant in town, and I could see that Barbara approved. ‘Don’t take her to a seedy motel. Bring her to the house. I’ll go out, but you’ll have to help me.’ ‘Help you?’ I asked. ‘I’ll need a date. You must have a friend that won’t mind keeping me entertained until one AM,’ she said, becoming silent, letting her request sink in. I pictured her, waiting for my reaction. Barbara was a tall, big-boned woman, probably in her early-thirties. She had a pretty face, but I’d. Suddenly, we were home. I pulled into her driveway, and Jen opened the garage door remotely. I pulled the car in quickly, just in case anyone was out walking and might take notice of us. She closed the garage door behind us, and we just sat in the car, neither wanting the night to be over. She glanced sideways at me in the darkness, a sly smile on her face. Look, I dont really want to be here all alone tonight&hellip, I sighed. Jen, Id like nothing better. But you know you cant stay over at my.