. it's like I'm completely paralyzed. I feel wetness slide down my cheeks and land on the corner of my mouth, followed by a cold sensation landing on ...y forehead. "Gracie, it's time for you to wake up," I hear Chandler whisper, his breath warm against my ear. I swallow the large lump forming in my throat as my heart rate increases with fear. "I know you can hear me, darling. The faster you wake up the faster you get to go back to the bus with your brother and the band." Chandler teased me,. " But, but, but..." But what?! Like you'll need it to collapse on after a frantic bit of midnight stitching? Oh never mind. The couch is fine. I have a sleeping bag in my car, and yes it is freshly laundered."Good old mom!I was just too grateful that the night was ending without my having to do something. I figured I'd wait to be standing up from the breakfast table and on my way out. I'd pass Ginny a quick comment to shape-up and ship-out. Give her a sideways buck-up brotherly half hug.The. Ready.She stood, her slim body a vision in itself. She was unable to match his impressive height, but her firm legs held a strong body, her pale thatch little contrast to her white skin, firm breasts thrusting from her chest, a serious face under long blonde hair. Her whiteness was a studied contrast to his dark skin, hair, eyes.His voice began the exchange, smooth, dark, deep with the certainty of arrogance."Well, that took you long enough." You think so? You have any idea how hard it is to. A. with Kiki again. This time we were met at the airport by Jade, who expressed surprise to find me in tow. Jade was different from the average porn star I'd met before. First, she was driving an old Geo Metro, so I guessed frugal. She was also bigger than the average porn star, she was what is known as a "BBW" it seems, "Big Beautiful Woman." I wouldn't argue with any part of that label; she had humongous boobs which wobbled temptingly. She was also black, or African-American, or whatever.