This happened a little after I retired from porn. I was twenty-six then.These days, refugee and immigrant men from the middle east, Northern Africa, A...ghanistan, Pakistan etc. Were around where I lived. They were a true menace to the women there and in fear of being called racists, the authorities were not doing anything to stop or deport them. Those who did, we’re ready to be called racists. Even though these men were born to the same religion I was, I disgusted them more than the roughest. I don't mean that. I'm just so protective of her. I had a terrible start to life. It is a wonder even to me that I could ever be as happy as I am right now. Come, sit in the living room. Robin is much a part of this. He will fill in some of the blank spots if I miss any."Robin had a beer waiting for me when I sat down, and indicated a chair in the corner of the room. There was a love seat at right angles. Robin hitched this out so both could face me more directly. "Pete, what do you remember of. She laughed, without amusement, "I wish that Colleen's fellow had overacted the same. Then she wouldn't be in hospital." I still feel guilty. I was wishing you dead in her place and that's unfair."She put a hand on my arm. "Unfair? Yes! Though not unsurprising. Even more merit in you controlling your temper." Anyway!" She continued, changing the subject. "What's with the Teresa bit? You say its Terry to my friends and then call me Teresa. Why?" Do I really need to answer that? We are no more. She started walking away. I followed her and asked where are you going? She said I need to pee. I followed her inside and into the bathroom. She said I know what your doing, I said OH YEAH, what am I doing? She pulled down her bikini bottom and ran a finger right up the middle of her pussy and stuck it in my mouth. She said you want to eat my fucked pussy. Then she sat down on the toilet and started pissing. I stood a waited for her to finish, as she reached for the toilet paper I stopped her.