Sometimes I was ordered to drive her to his college; so Shawn could fuck her in his own dorm, as I had to wait in my car at the parking lot; thinking ...bout how that lucky nigger was enjoying my sexy wife’s body in all imaginable positions…Ana was constantly talking, texting and exchanging pictures with him. She looked as she had fallen in love with that bastard nigger; but I guessed she was behaving like a slutty slave; just as a simple fuck toy for him…Sometimes she dressed provocatively and. I appeared to be deep in the contents of my book.Suddenly I heard the clink of loose change followed quickly by a dropping of coins. The man stood up and looked for the ones he had missed. Ready to help, I looked up and leant a little way forward, dropping just one leg towards the ground ready to get up. I saw several roll in my direction. He paused and looked at me, his gaze alternating between my face and the now wide open navy knickered crutch under the dress's tightened hem between my. ”“Well Stevie is, well, well he’s a little different, and I’m afraid there are some people who might take advantage of that to get at his share of our trust fund.”“Stevie is different?” I asked just as Susan appeared with the coffee. “How do you mean he is different?”“He, well he is very effeminate, like the ones you talked about,” she began. “I mean, well he has always seemed like, well what we used to call a pansy. I know that sounds terribly uncaring and not very progressive, but it’s. She was jealous of Emma. Just like Emma was jealous of her now. This was not about me at all. Neither one of them really wanted me, they were just competing with each other for my attention like two kids fighting over the toy in a cereal box, neither of them wanting the other to have something they didnt. To think that Lizzy never really wanted me…That realization was strangely painful. In fact, Id never felt this particular kind of pain before. To put it bluntly, it sucked. Why should she get.