The twink of an effeminate man refreshed their glasses. He pressed, "When was the llast time you fucked a Black woman?" It's been about a year ago." V...ry cool," Hampton shared as he switched the TV to a video of a big dick white pawn shop owner fucking a hot Black woman."Damn, li'l buddy. You're making my cock hard." Oh yeah?" Hell yes! I'm tipsy. I'm horny. I need to fuck."Hampton ran out of the living room. He returned a few minutes later. He was now wearing a shimmering pink Playboy bunny. "I brought some ice to help ease the pain. Is it the same place as when the chain slipped on your bike?"I could only nod my head. Mom sat beside me and pulled down my shorts. I gasped when she gently placed the ice cold cloth to my scrotum."I know its cold but soon enough the pain will go away. My but you certainly have grown up in the last few years. Are you feeling any better?"The pain was gone and I couldn't feel anything in my groin anymore. The ice had chilled me and looking down I saw my. ”My response was, “Come on and let us see, it is better than trying to explain it.” So she followed me and I crawled in with her right behind. Once inside I sat toward the very back giving her room to enter and sit in the doorway. I could hardly make out her features as it was gloomy dark inside the sun having set behind the hill to the west but still getting some light refractions from the sky.I began removing my shirt and then my shoes and socks. Carol just sat there looking toward me and had. Four days here are too many for me. I've already paid homage to my past and now it's time to go home."I fished one of my business cards out of my wallet, wrote my home number on the back and told Jeanette to call me if she ever needed anything. Then we stood up, looked at each other, then I reached for her and we hugged."Goodbye, Jason," she said. "I'm glad I got to see you. I meant what I said. I'll always love you." Take care of yourself, Jeanette," I said, then turned and walked away without.