It’s actually not that involved, though it felt that way to me when I wrote it. The story bounces around some in terms of time and location since th...re are several points of view presented to the reader as we go, so please note the year and location that I give at the beginnings of each section so that the pieces fall into place properly for you. The particular war in this has been over for more than seven decades and represents a truly dark time for much of humanity. I’m only focusing on a few. Black women are my standard of beauty. There, I said it. And I mean it with every fibre of my being. This is coming from me, Samuel Xavier. A proud bisexual Black man who’s bedded women and men of all races before coming to this shocking conclusion. I just wanted to let the world know how I feel. Seriously. After years of switching back and forth between male and female lovers, I discovered that the person most capable of loving me is a Black woman. Why Black women? Oh, man. I can’t stop. "well now" he said " I couldn't see it all but the bits i could see were perfect" she smiled relieved he had liked her she was dying to show him all of herself she wanted his approval she had never been this aroused in her whole life, then he added " but if you want my proper opinion i would have to see a bit more" "I shouldn't really do that" she said wanting to but not at the same time."I cant really give you my opinion if I cant see now can I" he answered "what do you want to see" she asked. Mai mera papa and meri maa.Papa ka dubai me ek hotal hai to papa wahi rahata hai 2 ya 3 saal me 20 ya 25 din k leya aata hai humlog se melna aur humlog be chala jata hai 6 mahina ya saal bhar me unsa milna.Ab story me aata hu meri maa ka nam anjum 38 ke hai gori hai 5-6 fair hai dekhna me bhout mast lagti hai 38 ke boobs 34 kamar 40 gand.Maina unke garments me dekha maa bhout moden tip ke the ghar me to nighty phanti hai but kahi bahar jati to long skirt,jeans top ya saree phanti the maa ghar.