" Great. I'm glad we're on the same page. I'm going to go meet up with Sandy now. You don't have to come, it'll be boring girlfriend stuff."I was glad...she went off. Fucking hell, the disappointment was crushing. My balls didn't give a fuck about my feelings, though. I spent all day. No, all fucking weekend fantasizing about what was going to happen and now it didn't happen. I didn't even jerk off, either, thinking I wanted her first impression of me to be good, that my first cum load wasn't. But to hear it was something that blew her mind away.Mrs. Lynnette watched in amazement and disbelief as the two people in front of her fell in love. The words the man spoke were strong and powerful and with the look on his face she could do nothing but believe him. What she saw in Dani's was a fierce pride and hunger of a lioness for her mate. In the back of her mind she reminded herself that she had that same look when she first found Robert.Dani was the first to break the spell by blushing. It's startling to see this quiet gentle man in seconds change so drastically into a rolling mountain of fury and rip into some obnoxious male, pounding him to a pulp. I've only seen it happen once, and I never want to see him that angry again in my life. It's frightening. It's traumatic to see that gentle giant that you think you know so well, become a demon from hell bent on destruction.That moment was for me, a peek into this other world of his. A world, I never have known, and could only. Americans had to accommodate other cultures, but the other cultures didn’t have to accommodate to the American culture. The argument was that the American culture was so strong that it automatically dominated the other cultures.”“There is a lot truth to that,” Jane said.“That’s only true in the early stages of cultural intermixing. By not encouraging the traditions and beliefs of the existing culture it begins to weaken. One day you wake up and realize that what had once been a dominant culture.