Everything in there—the decorations, the desk, the chair, etc.—were missing their left halves. Wilco was sitting at her half desk on her half chai..., looking over half of a statistical report."Ms. Wilco," I said."What do you want?" she asked, not moving her eyes away from her report."Are you alright?" Yeah," she said. "Just dandy. Now get out."I paused for a moment. "What about the lifetime supply of chocolate? Do we still get that?"Wilco turned in her chair to face me. "No. You stole Carbonated. Peter couldn’t even discern his own thoughts at that moment. All sorts of thoughts ran through his mind about what the two of them had in mind for him. He feared the outcome if he decided to let them go through with their plans and he was terrified of letting the extreme sensation of arousal that he was experiencing go. For years, his attraction to Black women had consumed his every fantasy. He loved their strength and their assuredness. He loved their comfort and sophistication. White women. I know that Christy is, as a rule, naked when she is in her bedroom; when mom came out about fifteen minutes later, she looked flush and went directly to her room; I wish I knew what she saw Christy doing. “We were,” mom answered Christy, “but I quit a week ago and now my husband has a job that pays twice as much as his old job, but he also has to travel a lot. I guess from what Leslee tells me about your husband, he travels a lot as well.”“That he does, but he makes too much money for me to. I started with tomatoes and mozzarella, sprinkled with basil, then had andouille sausage. We retired at a decent hour for our first ever night together when our families were not nearby. Did we make love some more? I’m pretty sure we must have!Thursday we woke up pretty early and fucked each other within an inch of our lives. I took the opportunity to very deliberately perform analingus on her. Afterwards she said she enjoyed it and told me it was the first time anyone had ever done it with.