" "Hey baby, I don't know what to do. I've been driving around in circles, getting on the highway and off the highway over and over." "Okay, why?" "Ca... I tell you something without you getting mad?" "Uhh, sure." "Well, you remember how I told you about "Mitchell" and how he wanted to get together for coffee? Well, I finally told him yes for tonight, but I've been driving around in circles debating wether I should go or not. Hello. Hello, baby are you still there?" She caught me totally off. He felt a compulsion to lick them, and so he did. He circled his tongue around her hard clitoris while she moaned. Her whole was the main attraction, it was small and her lips faced in, she had not been too used. He teased her with his finger and placed it inside her, then another followed, he hole had been opened wider, so he adventure to place another. He pushed his fingers deep inside her and not only slide them in and out but moved the tip inside, almost as if he wanted to tickle her. She took a deep breath, “Helen didn’t tell you or your mother anything about me? I mean really? Even after meeting me last night she didn’t tell you who I was or what I did?” Her voice was harsh and disbelieving. “Remember I had a falling out with my mother and I hadn’t seen her in years before she died, so no, I didn’t know. I asked Aunt Helen about you this morning, but she told me it was your story to tell; not hers.” He took a couple steps closer to her and continued, “Then I walk through. Thick, curly,hair cascaded just past her shoulders, warm brown eyes took in the roomwith a look of wonder, and a shy smile added a touch of innocence."Margaret, glad you could join us," Mama Selma said. "Take a seat whilebreakfast's still warm."The young woman gingerly stepped into the kitchen and sat across fromFaye. She seemed unable to meet her gaze, still smiling as her eyesbounced around the room before settling on her plate. She blushedprettily as she started eating."Margaret, this is.