If you only knew how I do, Laura thought. "I'd love to see you," she said, almost whispering it into the phone."I got two hours, maybe three, before M...ma gets home," Jane said. "You'd have to pick me up and take me somewhere. Can't do it here. Nosy neighbors." Oh Jane. I can't. I have a meeting in fifteen minutes. And I have to attend a cocktail reception tonight at the Ritz Carlton. Company duty." You just meeting some nasty sista for some carpet-munching, I bet," Jane cracked."No. Honest. I. CURB YOUR EXPECTATIONSA lot of people (I’m talking about white couples, hubbies and wives/GFs), have a picture of the sort of Bull they desire. Much of it is stereotyped and that’s just sad to admit. They almost always want the brother who’s got a six-pack abs, muscles and wide torso, wears a doo-rag and talks ghetto with an insolent grin on his face, looking like he just stepped out of a 2pac video. Some want an athletic, muscle-bound brother who probably looks like he played for the Lakers,. Mitchells Figured He'd See How Far They'd Go Before He Walked Out.Spencer: Suck It.Me: You Want A Blowjob? What Happend To The Cautious-- Spencer Pushed My Head Down Onto His Cock While I Was Talking. I Figured "What The Hell?" And Started Giving Him A Blow. Mr.Micheals Looked Out The Window Because He Heard Spencer Moan. He Saw Spencer Leaned Back In His Chair And Mitchell's Head Bobbing Under And Above The Table.Mr.Micheals: (To Self) Oh, My God. He's Sucking His Cock!!! . Because of the 9-1-1 call, several of them actually, the police andambulance were on scene rather quickly. I was gingerly placed on agurney, and rushed to the nearest hospital. Steven, (the former me) wasrushed off to a place that I am sure was far less hospitable.As expected, the doctors told me that except for a compound fracture,there was no life threatening injuries, and I should recover. They toldme I was one lucky young lady to survive such a sudden and brutalattack.Yep, phase two was.