It had never crossed Trevor's mind that this gorgeous sexy creature might actually want him and even now he supposed that she was teasing him, "Kelly,...please go home we cannot do this," he said but his resistance was weakening.Kelly decided that this was the critical moment and she pushed past him on his doorstep even managing to give him a little peck on the lips as she did so.Trevor was a bit stunned by this home invasion, so stunned in fact that when Kelly instructed him, "Close the door,". . that doesn't mean much . . . but we both know what you’re talking about don't we?" Mindy didn't answer; she just nodded her head with a little smile on her face."Well, if I'm gonna teach you sex stuff, you've got to feel comfortable saying the words. What do your friends call a boy's . . . "thingy?" he said teasing her. He secretly loved to hear girls talk dirty . . . and he was hoping he had set the stage for her to open up."I didn't say "thingy" Daddy . . . they call it a "dick" or a. It complemented her chocolaty dark skin. She looked like a black Betty Crocker, or maybe it was a young, hot Aunt Jemima."What's the occasion?" I asked, and moved behind her, pulling out her hips and holding them firm. I shoved my crotch into her and bent over to kiss her neck. She laid down the knife."Can't a wife cook for her man?" she said. Her smile broadened, and she turned her cheek to me. I gave her a big one under her ear, and kept my lips there.Her body smelled of cinnamon and apples.. The tremors seemed to have brought on a dislike for the building beyond that she had acquired as Patrick's prisoner. Mary carefully made her way past the door jamb that the last trembler had twisted from the shack's frame and left hanging to the side. She gathered the bean pot and cast iron frying pan, a blanket, and a supply of beans. Collecting the tin of matches from the floor beside the fireplace, she hurried outside with her necessities clutched in her arms and pressed to her bosom.Mary.