We were directed to a changing area to get undressed. The massage facilities were outside with thin veiled curtains dividing the individual massage ta...les. Melissa and I had adjoining tables. The curtains were sheer and allowed some ability to see thru. I could see a tall very dark Jamaican place her on the table. And like me, she was totally nude. The thought of that black man putting his hands on her naked body had my four and one-half inch cock rock hard.Then I heard, “Hey Mon, time for you. She distributed crime statistics, and police recommended countermeasures, in a monthly e-mail that her grandson had set up for her. She maintained a network of volunteers that touched base with the neighborhood's single senior citizens at least once a week, and more frequently if they were in failing health.She also baked delicious chocolate chip cookies for the quarterly meetings of the watch chapter, held at the local grade school. A large box of cookies was always given to the police. "Want Momma." Angel cried out."Where is your momma?" With big man. Momma likes him." Angel replied as she shook from her tears."Big man?" Winnie asked confused."My brother. Hello, Angel, how are you?" Lisa said as she appeared."Hi, Lisa. I want my momma." Angel cried out."I know you do, let my best friend Winnie here give you a bath. Then I will take you to them, okay? Tomorrow, we will remove all those scars from your body. I just wish we could remove them from your mind as well instead of. The top of her face had a look of frustration and she stamped her right foot, in defeat. Now I felt bad.We had been dating for three years and moved in together right after college. She was into alternative rock and I was a business major. We met in accounting class, where she needed help and I wanted practice. From there we had coffee, and after that it was a long walk around campus talking about action movies, which we both loved. After our second date we stumbled into her room, a little.