Veronica had left Kansas on a Greyhound bus for Las Vegas the day after her high school graduation. She knew she wasn't destined for college and a pro...ession. She was determined to get a job as a waitress in Las Vegas and to live her life as she chose.As with many plans of 18 year olds, it didn't work out the way Veronica hoped. Most of the restaurants served alcohol and couldn't employee anyone younger than 21 in a waitressing job. There were 500 recent arrivals looking for every menial job in. I didn't ask for nearly as much overall as I could have gotten." Why would Lee stand up for us?" Julie asked."Well, she wanted to help your Dad salvage as much as he could," Theresa answered. "Despite what happened, she is not a bad person. She honestly tried to get me to take him back."Those questions were really just a diversion to keep the kids from having to think about their decision. There were lots of competing emotions involved."Um, I can explain more if anyone needs it, but maybe we. “This won’t do at all” you express as you rub the front of his pants. You can feel him straining against the zipper of his pants. You unbutton and unzip his pants. You reach in and free his engorged manhood from it’s confinement. “Much better.” You reach into the bowl and spread the rest of the melting confection over his cock. You hear him gasp as the cold hits him. “Oops, so clumsy of me to dump that on you.” you say. “Guess I’ll have to clean that up now” You grasp his cock and take the. She giggles and hangs up.Next thing I know my cell is ringing I recognized the caller ID- it’s her ex-husband. That fucking black man is a damn stud and for the life of me, I will never understand why she divorced him and hooked up in a 2-year lesbian affair… but hell, what man can ever get inside the mind of a woman?!?! He’s got a roofing business that him and their son work in… and damn is this stud built like a brick shithouse! Bet your ass where I’m going with this- every time he joins.