So when I first saw this dude walking in my neighborhood; I knew I had to test his sexy ass. I’d never seen him around before in my South Central ne...ghborhood but I could tell just by looking at him that he was a Nickerson Gardens thug which means my chances just got a whole lot better. I’ve had great success and getting most of them to let me suck them off on the DL. I waited until he turned a corner up the block before I hurried downstairs and out of my house. I jumped in my car and decided. Even Ella was no comparison. To waste some more time, I picked up her questionnaires. As I read through them for the thousandth time, I again noted that, assuming the answers were honest and not what she thought I wanted to hear, she had a very high self-esteem. That was good. I hated women who felt so bad about themselves that they used me to punish some perceived fault. Now, dont get me wrong. Inflicting pain on someone else is what I do, but it has to be on my terms, not hers. I am not a. I spread my legs over her body and while looking down at her, reached for the top button of my blouse. Slowly I pulled the ivory disk through the tiny slit, reaching for the next one. Her eyes drifted away from mine and watched my fingers working the second button free. As my fingers slipped lower, to the third button, Ashlee's eyes drifted along getting a peek at the green bra and dark skin underneath. She licked her suddenly dry lips as I tugged the blouse free form my skirt, finishing. " Stop it!" cried Veronica, the pain crashing in on her again."... how you became pregnant and had his baby, a boy. How your mother finally left, unable to bear the thoughts that her own daughter..." Don't, Betty, please don't..." ... and how you bore him a second child, a daughter." Betty, don't..." Then your father continued to screw you. And you loved it, didn't you Veronica?"The mulatto stood mute, the memories cutting into her, opening the wounds afresh."I said, didn't you, Veronica?" ....