My friend Jason's car wouldn't start, so he couldn't drive home, and NO ONE had ANY jumper cables!He tried calling his mom, but no one was picking up,...and the Black guy that had been trying to fuck him Otis, was in the right place at the right time.See Jason is like me, and like most white people, were kinda scared of black people. And, we are very socially submissive, so when Otis insisted that he drive him home, Jason just agreed, despite knowing, that SOMETHING had to be up!I was always. Jess moaned a second time as he dry humped his pretty Aunt. ‘Oh baby,’ he mumbled in his sl**p. Carol knew Jess was most likely dreaming about fucking his girlfriend. Unfortunately it was her pussy he was dry humping. She didn’t know what to do. If she woke her Nephew, he would be devastated by what he was doing, even if it was while he was sl**ping. If she did nothing, he’d cum all over her panties. An orgasm could wake him. Carol knew he might sl**p through it, since young men did ejaculate. I feel sorry for your country. I’m guessing that you’re next in line?”She nodded looking a bit startled. “What do you mean by ‘melt?’”“I guess that it’s witches melt in water, not bitches.” She still looked blank though not pleased. “I guess you’ve never seen ‘The Wizard of Oz’ with Judy Garland or read the book?” She shook her head. “You should.”She shivered. I said, “Go into the bathroom and strip. I’ll bring you something to wear while your wet stuff dries.”She looked reluctant but stood. I. Or is that some weird code word for something else?”I laughed uneasily. “No, it was a dumb joke. It’s just a couple of oranges. Sorry. Sandwiches and oranges, for real.”“You’re silly today ... Where do you want to eat?”“Pick anywhere that looks good to you.”Heather nodded and hiked on. In a bit, she stopped near a section of the cliff that jutted out from the main scarp in the form of an eroded flat-topped pillar.“How’s this?”I looked out at the valley below us. The view never became old, but.