"Okay, what is it that you want?" Just to talk to you, to try and explain why I did what I did. To try and make you understand that it had nothing to ...o with my feelings for you. I do love you Brian and I miss you terribly." All right, go ahead. It probably won't change anything, but I'll listen."When she started I almost slammed my book shut and left the table, "I did it for us Brian, I did it to help our marriage."As I said, I almost bolted, but then I became intrigued. How could her sneaking. ‘Stand up and strip for us Jen,’ he whispered. Starting to lose my nerve I turned my head and peered over my shoulder at him dumbfounded. His expression was now stern. ‘Go on, I know you want to, so don’t give me that look,’ he scolded. I just stared at him tears welling up in my eyes realizing that I would do anything for him, but was too afraid of the consequences to move. ‘Jen, what’s the big deal, you do it with Steve and Danny all the time,’ Jim laughed as he lit up the pipe and handed it. Now i am gonna introduce myself i am jit from Punjab i am of 19 years old and i am of six feet and having brown eyes and black brown hairs which are my intretive point.i have 7 inch dick.i have crazz of making muscular body so i had join gym one year before and i got very good shape and hard body but having so much features i had no girlfriend because i was very shy i was so afraid from girls so that when i felt to do sex i did shake my dick and i was thought alash i could a sex partner.so my. ..exciting! It meant, for one thing, that maybe my mom really wasn't quite as 'racist' as I'd grown up to see her as? Then there was the nagging thought that my step-dad might be in on this whole interracial sexual thing, as well. It made so much sense that he had been the one taking those photographs---but what about the very real possibility that my mom had fucked that black guy? If my step-dad had taken the photos of my mom snuggling and cuddling with that black guy, it seemed inescapable.