When I found it, I could hear there were moans coming from that room.The party was loud from all the dance music filling the air. I needed to use the ...oilette real so bad; so, turning the doorknob I boldly stormed in bumping into the couple that was inside. The door opened half way before bumping into a huge black man fucking a tender young white girl there inside. I froze for a moment looking into that black man’s eyes, forgetting even that I had to use the toilet. But I could not hold his. Inwith them.When Angel came in she told her tattooist that she wanted 2 new tattoos. FirstAngel had him do the heart tattoo on her hip. As you can see, her panties weresheer, so anyone in the parlor could see a little of her pussy as this tattoo was being done. Angel enjoyed them looking at her too.Then she had him do the heart on her tit. At first she only uncovered the titthat was being tattooed, but as things progressed she bared both of her titsfor everyone to look at while she got her. Maybe Mattie noisily proving I knew what I was doing made my dad rethink his aggressive approach with me.There was something magical about Mattie, and she seemed to calm people down and influence people to be logical and fair.Mattie and I were sitting down to Christmas dinner at her parent’s house. Her mother leaned over and kissed my cheek.“You know you could have made me a grandmother five years ago if you weren’t such a shy boy. I remember so well, Mattie coming home from school in seventh. I try to relax, but my drink doesn’t do anything for me. I still can’t focus.I head home anxious about the evening. I don’t have any plans for dinner. I don’t even know what we have in our refrigerator or pantry that I could cook. I could always make spaghetti. Again. Lord knows Carl never gets tired of the stuff.When I walk in my apartment, I freeze. The lights are off, but from around the corner I can see a faint light. Music, something classical, is playing. I can smell something savory as.