She was wearing a relatively low cut dress that was loose on the top, revealing the tops of her small breasts when she leaned forward. I knew this was...my chance to finally get to caress those pert little mounds I’d been dreaming of playing with, so I offered solicitously to massage her neck and back. Ellie parked the car, and undid her seat belt. Still sitting in the driver’s seat, she turned her back to me, and I started to massage her neck and shoulders. As Ellie relaxed, I began to knead my. She looked through the peep hole in the door but could see nothing except the back of a man's head and shoulders. She cautiously opened the door on the chain. She was about to say something when the man turned and grinned at her."Pete!" she shouted, pushing the door closed and releasing the chain. He walked into the room with a large gift-wrapped package in both hands, making it impossible for Brenda to jump at him. Within seconds, the package was set on the nearby table and they were in each. I saw them as my long-lost brothers and sisters. I didn’t know Jack about the internecine struggles plaguing the Black community of Canada. Kenyans don’t like Ghanaians. Somalians don’t like Nigerians. Haitians don’t like Somalians. And the various groups among the Black Canadians refused to work together. Even though they’re collectively under assault from the forces of racism in White Canadian society. What a bright bunch these Black Canadians are! Nevertheless, I was very much attracted to. “Evie, you want to be a good girl, right?”“No,” she muttered. “I just want mom to leave me alone and stop bothering me.”I cocked my head. “And if you're a good girl, she'll stop bothering you. Repeat that.”“If I'm a good girl, she'll stop bothering me,” she said, her phone lowering. She absently shoved it into her pants pocket, her breasts rising and falling in the trendy top she wore, the neckline wide, leaving her right shoulder exposed. The hem was a diagonal sweep, reaching her hip on her.