" He grinned at my quip. "That's good, 'cause I been thinking about her and her pussy all day. Every since she called me. That is the best white pussy...I ever had, barnone." "I take it you've had some non-white pussy that was better?" "Not better exactly," he said as the elevator door opened. "Differentwould be a better description. A little Eurasian girl I used to know. Sheliked fuckin' as much as Judy.Jill." We got off of the elevator and helooked over the expanse of the floor. "What the hell. ‘I do love to tease,’ she replied, ‘But I would rather please.’ Misty quickly yanked his shirt off, and then quickly pulled his pants and underwear down in one swift stroke. Tongues probed as they kissed, and each felt their desire build rapidly. She directed his face between her damp breasts, and felt his fingers probe her private area as he sucked her erect nipples. That always drove her crazy with desire. ‘That feels so good, I just love your tongue on my nips baby.’ Misty poised herself. Her hands were folded in her lap, the left anxiously stroking the fingers on her right. She was wearing the pink sweater and tight blue jeans from our day at the mall. Her dainty feet were encased in light brown leather calf height boots with a heel that could pierce the heart of any heterosexual male under eighty. The Lazyboy was covered with a green and yellow throw rug decorated with a giant embroidered Green Bay Packers helmet. The color scheme clashed. ‘Charlie, I missed you.’ She missed. I was tired of agonizing over whether to tell her or not. I told her. I told her all about the day from hell. The day I came home early to find Amber in bed with her brother. The day that my world had all but ended."I'm so sorry," she said after a respectful delay. I was becoming better acquainted with those pauses; this one said that she didn't know what to say, that she couldn't immediately handle what I'd just told her. "With her brother? That had to have been ... difficult."There was a tone.