We could get the Grizzly Bear, the Cakewalk, the Turkey Trot, and so on as we went. Since the Castle Walk is dead simple, at least for someone with ba...ic instruction, my demonstration couple picked it up on the first attempt. I went over and formally introduced myself to Dr. Michael Foxworth, the band director. I requested time to do some demonstrations. We had spoken before, but this was the first time he looked at me. Recognition sparked. He waved me to his podium, which was sweet.That set. She was objecting a bit as they left.After they left, some of the neighbors mentioned that she was abused and that Carl had a criminal record. Joe lightened the mood by saying that he was unaware that ignorance was a criminal offense in Florida. A few minutes later, I was outside having a smoke with Doreen and she pointed out Carl pulling out of his driveway and heading for work. Joe joined us and we chatted awhile and Doreen went back in her house. As Joe and I both turned to go back inside,. As soon as they acknowledge me I walk over , still staring at their BIG bulging crotches , I sit down next to them ask what they are drinking , & they answer in that SEXY homie deep voice "Whatever you are buying white boi !" I answer too fast maybe , as my hand slips down to RUB THEIR HUGE MEAT thru their pants , "Whatever you want Daddy , whatever you want !" He says "You like the way my BIG BLACK DICK feels faggot ?" ' "You wanna suck , or fuck ?" My mouth is all ready filling with drool. "What?" he prompts. "IT PROBABLY ALREADY IS," she chirps. "Melted I mean." He pops open the microwave door and removes the container. "Doesn't look melted," he reports. "I'll put it back in for another..." "POKE IT IN THE MIDDLE," she chortles. "Men"! "Ow," he bellows, his finger sinking through a disarmingly thin crust into the hot liquid below. "Guess you're right," he admits, turning toward the bed. "Ah ah aaaaaah," he remonstrates, wagging the jar at her like a swollen finger. "Off.