Memories of the previous night’s orgiastic encounter flipped through her mind like a shuffled deck of cards. She should have been mortified. That sh... had comported herself in that fashion, lewdly abandoning herself to three men while a woman who hated her looked on in contempt, should have made her cringe with shame. And yet it did not. She ached, yes, but it was a pleasant ache, each pulse of pain a reminder of the cascade of climaxes, a reminder of the pride she felt each time one of her. ..” That bra unclasped, those nicely rounded but not too big boobs springing free – her chest heaving, almost as if the boobs themselves are gasping for air. “He’s going to love this one ... Watching me ... With him...” She nods toward Rebel as she slips off her panties and kicks them away. A little blonde bush of pubic hair. And now all she’s wearing is her spectacles and a smile. She pauses, “Shall we get started then? My pussy isn’t going to fuck itself!”Then she’s on her knees, her back. The booth was right in front of a Go-Go bar with a flashing neon image of a nude white woman with red hair in front of the bar. As she waited anxiously in the booth, numerous young black males passed her, taking time to brazenly ogle the scantily clad redhead in the phone booth. Her anxiety grew as the number of young men steadily increased and she made a vain attempt to conceal her white ass cheeks by standing with her back towards the phone. Although in truth these phone booths were mainly. Shelly teared up as well, and both she and John quietly supported Mom until she was able to get it under control. They asked questions about Dad as we drove, like they wanted to get to know him better, and it almost felt as if they were bringing him into their new relationship, as well.We eventually made it to Macon. We showed them the first house we lived in, as well as some of the other landmarks in our lives. I pointed Cassie's street out to my girls when we passed it as we headed home. That.