“Ray, run over to the hotel and get Cole, he’ll have to be there too, tell him he can see Missy again at dinner time,” Tom said.Willa went with ...im to get Cole and the others started walking slowly toward Mr. Creighton’s office down near the courthouse.Ray, Willa and Cole came running up behind them just as they were about to enter Arthur Creighton’s office.“Tom, what’re we ‘sposed to do here? We ain’t never been to a law office before,” Ray said.“We’re gonna make it legal for the three of you. They ALWAYS turned out terrible." Not this time, love. This time it'll be great. You're so beautiful, I could do this with a instamatic and make people think it was a Renoir."You smile at him, relaxing a bit. You are enjoying the attention he is giving you."A Renoir? No, I don't think so. Maybe I'd make a good Picasso?" You make a funny face at him, sticking your tongue out.He laughs, and leans forward to give you a kiss. You stop him, reminding him of the lipstick."Hey, wait!" he says. "That's. " I asked."Never." Then why me?" Because you needed someone, and I noticed boys weren't on your agenda for the moment, and I was here."My fingers and lips began exploring her body again. "I'm glad you were." One for the road?" Sue asked as she turned on the bed."I'm sure there's one more," I said as my head nestled between her legs.I was wrong; there were two more. When we were finished we didn't move, and almost went to sleep. We had to get up; I didn't want anyone to catch us together. It. “Oh, wait, I get it now; you want to know what it’s like to fuck a black girl, right?” Terry was stunned. She had nailed him and he had little defense to explain himself. “Well, not exactly, I mean, not just that. I’ve heard that black girls are hotter in bed, you know, more passionate and aggressive.” “Aggressive? You mean you want a black girl to fuck you, so you don’t have to do the work?” she asked, crossing her arms across her chest. Terry was digging himself into a hole he knew he.