"Wait for me then!" I responded, giggling along as I rushed after her. Neither of us had locks on our bedroom doors so we walked straight into his dom...in. For the next ten minutes we fruitlessly searched, his drawers, under his bed, under his mattress, in the wardrobe. We found half a dozen shoe boxes under his bed but found nothing in there except photos and letters and other boring trash. About to give up, Nadine noticed his laptop on his cabinet and at the side the carry case, bulging.. There areno gods, no magic fairies granting wishes. My life ain't that great, youknow. Why did you even want to be me in the first place?" Oh, come on. You have it all. You're gorgeous, you're talented, you'resmart, you have a sexy asian girlfriend..." Yeah, about that...we broke up. Just a few days ago." I looked down.I still felt like shit."That's a shame. Mind if I ask what happened?" I do mind, actually." I wasn't in the mood to discuss my life."That's your prerogative, I suppose. . This and that." "I can imagine this and that," came the sarcastic rejoinder. "No, don't tell me. I don't want to know." Then came the payback and was it a good one, too."That woman has been here twice, looking for you," Mrs. Tan said with disapproval in her glare."What woman?" "The big, black one." That could only mean Cleopatra La Prince."She's not black, Mrs. Tan. A light cafe au lait, yes; black, no. You must not be racial." "Hah! Facts are facts. She's been looking for you." I never knew. The sight of it made Madge's mouth water and she trembled, wondering how in the world that fat cock could ever fit into her sister's tiny asshole."Oh, yes, it hurt like hell!" Babs giggled, following her sister's glance."Didn't you mind the pain?" Madge asked eagerly."Hell, no, Sis! You know how it is... the pain just makes it more fun when it has to do with sex," Babs explained patiently."Yeah, you're right," Madge said, smiling. "I know how it is." Talking about this has made me so horny!".