He pressed her for a quickie and she obediently obliged, laying on her back and spreading her toned legs for him while he climbed over and maneuvered ...imself inside her missionary style. Shirley recited her memorized moan patterns as she looked lazily sideways out the bedroom window while enduring Rick's thrusts. After a few minutes, Shirley incrementally started increasing her fake moans to accommodate Rick's level of arousal as she heard his breathing quicken and felt him start to speed up. ”Sharon grinned but didn’t turn around, pretending to be busy with cooking. She said, “The thought never crossed my mind.”Jerry burst out laughing at the look on Henry’s face. Neither one of them believed her for a minute. The boys returned from washing their hands and sat down at the table. Martin came in and helped his mother carry the food to the table. It was a spectacular meal with fried chicken, greens, mashed potatoes, gravy, and corn bread. The food was piled high on the plates.After. .. well, they’re going out with,” she said, quietly.“I’d never-”Julia sat up, looking at him. “Yes.” She put her finger to her temple. “This knows it. This knows it.” She touched her chest, then, her finger pressing to her heart. “But, uh, Merton. You’re white. You’re rich. You don’t know how you learn stuff here.” She put her palm on her belly. “Do you know how many times I wrote out a full confession, late at night.” she looked down, her shoulders slumping. “B-But...”Merton nodded,. Mama’s gonna spank me ‘cuz I got my clothes dirty and messed up my hair AND I gots a big ole hole in my good pants. I didn’t mean to. I was just playing and next thing I know… My good clothes is dirty.’ Matteo felt bad. He didn’t want the pretty girl to get a spanking. Maybe he could help. He could sneak her some of his clothes. Or his sisters! He was gonna help this girl. He just didn’t wanna see her crying anymore. ‘Ma-mmmm-m-may-may-be iiii-i ccann he-elp!’ Matteo looked at her hopefully..