Weekend arrives I'm ready Bars slammed, clubs jumping, streets full of tasty women. Sunday night hits and I struck out all weekend, nothing. So the ne...t best thing for me, was too pedal my frustrations off. Twenty eight miles of hard peddling against the ocean breeze is a workout. Less than 10 miles home, stopped up on the curve at a red light for a break for my stroll home. Fired up a bowl, chug some water, when this tasty looking middle age black woman comes walking up to the intersection.I. “Ooh wee,” Kon barked.“You like,” the sissy asked.”“Hell yeah! I like dem two long ass braids you got,” he referenced the large plats running down to the booty boy’s back. “I’ma pull tha shit outta dem.”“You got it, daddy! Let me get ready.”“Aiight.”Jeremiah turned on the sink and filled up his bottle to douche himself out. He repeated the task seven times until the water came out running clear. Then, he jumped in the shower. He lathered up with his white citrus scented shower gel from Bath &. . I can’t go to work in any of these?” I wailed hysterically as Paul entered the room.“Don’t be such a fucking drama queen, you little faggot. You will just have to find something to wear here and we can go check the storage for the other boxes later” he replied calmly.I chose a pair of linen shorts that were too short for work, but would have to do, a button down oxford and skinny tie and with my ankle boots I figured I could make it through the day and we can stop at Target on the way home to. Donna rolled from side to side as she imagined her most inescapable hold, “Mmm… I wonder if my legs would hold you while I’m asleep?”“I doubt it,” Sam teased as he kissed her lips.“Want to put your head where your mouth is?”“Sure,” Sam smiled confidently, as he lay down next to her, head to toe in a reverse head scissors, with his head nestled in snuggly between her open legs.“Do you really give me permission to hold you all night?”“If you can…”She propped herself up on her arm, her back.