Fucking race I guess,” she managed to stammer.“Why’s that?” Willoughby asked.” Oh, I know?” His smile grow broader. “I bet it’s becaus... you like fucking big dicks, better than you like sucking them, eh?”While the audience roared with laughter from his debauched wit, Jennifer was completely mortified.“No, I guess, it’s because I don’t have much ... erh ... augh ... oral experience.”“Well, don’t worry about that because there’s going to be so many masters wanting you to wrap those sex lips around. "She inserted an 'X' right through the tip line. What the hell, dude?" I laughed softly.I sighed again and placed it down on the table. I didn't say or move for a moment and tried to overcome the event.Although, after that minute, I viewed the check again. "Did she write something on the back?" I pondered, picking it up and flipping it. "'Meet me in the ladies room.'?" I asked before a gap. "Is this for real? Who the hell else would write it?"I looked around, but saw no sight of her. I. Suddenly she said ” i told u to pour water from bucket only not from your mouth..Its make me embrassed but got courage i touched her waist and turn her towards me.. She got angry and slapped me.. And said i’m not like that u r thinking.. And went out of bathroom.. But i didn wanna miss that so i ran before her and close the door and puahed her on floor and jumped over her.. i told her then y r u showing urself to me.. I dono, u must be my wife untill i leave this place u r killing my mood by. She figured nobody would believe him if he ever told anyone that she sucked and fucked him in a parking garage stairwell. She doubted he would even know she was the current Mrs. America. If he did say anything people would think he was just fantasizing or hallucinating from the alcohol or the drugs, which she was sure he had taken in his life. Even the manager at the City Mission alluded to the fact he had mental issues. It should have made her weary of finding him but it only increased her.