Jody almost stuck her tongue out at me. "Smartass." Then she looked down at the little boy whose hand she was holding. "Honestly, sometimes I don't kn...w which one of you is the most trouble," she said with fake exasperation.It was shopping day, with just Jody, me and the kids. Carly didn't like Wal-Mart because the size and the crowds confused her. Besides her latest pregnancy left her feeling a little queasy. Jody had a rare day off, so she and I had taken the kids shopping to give Carly a. It was then that I realized the man on top of Joe was John. I stood there watching as Joe’s arms stopped swinging at John’s arm. His arms fell helplessly to his side as he lies on the ground. John moved his hand a little, as he pressed his thumb hard against where a man’s Adam’s apple lie. The man who had hurt me so many times was about to get his. I should have left John finish my problem now. However, whether I still had feelings for a man who had given me nothing but pain or I was afraid of. ”“Paul, I used to worry about the size of the trades, but I had a trusted adviser tell me that I would be a lot less stressed if I did two things. First, treat each trade as normal business, not deal makers or breakers.”“That makes sense. I would freeze up if I stopped to think that I could bankrupt my family with the push of a button.” I said.“Well, I never would do anything that stupid. The second thing he told me was to subtract all the zeros and trade that number. So, I just did a trade. So I created a new screen name to do the looking (I did not want anyone who knew me to see me in these chat rooms); I checked out several chat rooms and had a profile stating that I was a MWF and the instant messages came fast. Faster than I could answer.Along with the instant messages came the pictures of these black men showing their cocks. I sent them my pictures when they asked and found that my being a BBW was not a problem for these guys. Before long I had several black men I was talking.