“I hear you, Thomas, and I believe you. I don’t know if I see you. I’m scared; of what, I can’t say.”I opened my fingers to release her hand... and she gently grasped my hand, holding it in place on the table. “Stay with me, please? I just need some time, okay?”“Okay, you’ve got all the time you need.” My voice was husky with emotion as my heart tried to sink and fly at the same time.We sat like that, holding hands and glancing at each other across the table, until our food arrived.After. My daughter and I had a very open relationship. I told her about what I did in my past. I was a freshman at college and my older sister was still living at home. We were still sharing a room because that was all my parents could afford at the time. Some nights we would sneak our boyfriends in our room. We would fuck them at the same time in our room and sneak them out. Standing here right now I can see how the situation was similar to this. "Come on mama, look at his black dick. Doesn't it look. . you’re interested in what I can do for your business?“That’s right girl. Most of my customers are black business men and if I can set them up for an afternoon with a real white suburban housewife... some white dude’s personal pussy... then I’m a hero. It’s as simple as that girl.”So.... I’ll be that white suburban housewife whore.......?“Yes, girl... you’re my white suburban housewife whore.”You’re sick Marvin. You’re really sick.“No girl... I’m a business man. This is a business. Maine usse poocha ki tum delhi me rahogi kaha to usne kaha ki koi saray dhoondh loongi hospital ke paas kai muft saraye hai jaha mareej ke rishte daar reh sakte hai usne bataya ki wo pehle bhi delhi apne bhai ke saath ilaj karane aa chuki hai aur use kaafi procedure pata hai .Usne mere baare me poocha to maine bataya ki mene rent pe room le rakha hai delhi me jo aims se 10 km pandav nagar me hai .Is tarah humne kaafi baate ki usne apna mobile no bhi diya aur mera no bhi liya maine use bola ki.