" I glanced at her quizzically and asked, "How so?" "When Mark’s away I like to play," she replied. Understanding exactly what she meant I asked, "M...n or women?" Without another word or any warning she kissed me hard on the lips and forced her tongue into my mouth. I was totally receptive and we were openly kissing like true lovers on my doorstep. If any of my neighbours were watching there could be no doubt as to what was happening but I really didn’t care. We made it through my front door and. She got my message but thought it was too late to call me back. I could tell I had just woken her up. I just let her know I would be back by evening. She didn't say anything like "I Love You", or "I can't wait to see you." I could feel that things had changed just by the tone of her voice.I hung up and called Joe and left him a voice mail to call me. I let him know I was going out for breakfast. It was a little over an hour later when I got a call back from Joe."Sorry I waited to call you back. Tan skin. And long, flowing black hair, Saira was a sight to be seen even without her make up. A girl who you could really say looks better without it, and be telling the truth. Her mother had been of Indian descent, and myself being of a biracial one meant she gained the attributes of many of races. Her eyebrows, which she didn't bother to remove much from as many girls would do, were thick yet shaped. The Indian showed through the most. But, as I looked I couldn't help but let my eyes linger. "He fed you, carried you, found us both a beautiful home. If it wasn't for God acting through Ben we would never have been together, we would never have built our tribe. I think your real problem is that you've discovered that you've been wrong about Ben all this time and you can't stand the idea that you're beholden to him!" HOLD YOUR TONGUE WOMAN!" screamed David. "You don't get it, do you? I couldn't care less if Ben had saved my life a hundred times. His real crime, his unforgivable sin is.