All in all, there wasn't much to comment on about this run; it would be hard to say dull, because they had a particularly good group of passengers, a ...ouple of whom were pretty good on the guitar. They were loose enough that Michelle got into some of her rowdier music before the end of the trip. She still hadn't taken the time to have her braces put back on, and thought she might not; what with everything, objectively she now appeared to be in her late teens. That simplified things more than a. .. her baby also bore a startling likeness to her twenty-two year old son.She hadn’t the faintest idea of what to do. She’d told Bobby, in a moment of weakness, and he had bowled her over by being so elated, and actually hoping that he was the father.Now, though, Ted himself had handed her what seemed like a tantalizingly simple solution to the problem.“Why couldn’t there be another man?” she asked, again, emotion surging in her at a possible way out.“Nobody said there couldn’t be another man,”. I took quick two-inch strokes, slamming my lips into his jet-black, wiry pubes with each down stroke. ‘Hell yeah, white boy, suck that black dick. That’s what you young white boys are good at.’ The old man said, squeezing his fat dick. I would have agreed, but my mouth was full. At least in my case, this 18 year old white boy was doing what he loved best. I nodded in agreement and started taking longer strokes on the young marine’s magnificent dick, keeping only the head in my mouth before. After a few drinks, though, you’ll be alright.”“I hope so. It’s not easy entering the white section.”“You mean you’ve never been up here?”“Maybe in my younger years, but I tend to stay away from it.”“You don’t like white people?”“It’s not that. It’s just that I feel safer in the ‘hood.”“Well, you’ll be surprised tonight. The white section has a lot of nice places. The bar we’re going to is a nice place.”“I hope it’s not too expensive.”“What’s expensive for you?”“Nothing over twenty.