I know what she needs. Back the hell off!” What? I beamed at his words. Not even the richest chocolate in the world could compare to those treats h...’d just given me. He knows what I need. This stranger knows what I need. Exactly! I knew it. He grabbed a fistful of my hair, jerked my head up to the side and held his sticky fingers, drenched with the evidence of my arousal, out to me. “Suck it off, you filthy brat.” Uh, ohmygod, my vaginal walls throbbed to be nailed and used and unwound with. . well... she thinks she saw... I know this is crazy... but she thinks she saw you making love to her boyfriend."Damn! Has Julie seen them? A perverse thrill shot through her at the thought of her sister seeing her boyfriend lose his virginity. "So, do you believe her, Reverend? Do you think I could be guilty of doing such a terrible thing?" I wonder if he's any good in bed?"It doesn't matter what I think, Mrs. Barnes. It's what Julie thinks that counts. And she's really distressed." I see.. Courtney was sitting at the bar. In a turn of events, she had quit her job bartending for an office job. She wanted to align her schedule with Mark’s so they could spend more time together. She had brought Mark with her to the bar, as well as his friends Donnell and Robbie. Donnell was half-white and half-black. He had cappuccino skin and a mustache that made him look older than his twenty-three years. He was six foot four inches and a former Division Three basketball player. His hand. His mind was still focused on Ashley, was that her at his game? Did she come to see him play, the thought sent butterfly’s through his stomach.Reality set in, no she had come because it was the schools team and he just happened to be on it. She hadn't talked to him in years. She probably didn’t even know he existed anymore. Dejected he went back to wasting time, browsing online before dinner. The task had become much more difficult as the cast wrapped around his forearm and hand. Only the ends.