I asked, “What have you found.”Hellene told me, “ There are two or three good prospects close by. I’d like to go look this afternoon if it’s okay...with you.”I asked, “Why wouldn’t it be okay?”I went over to her and gave her a hug and then leaned in and kissed her tenderly. Hellene responded with passion pressing into me with her hips.We went to the bed while slipping each others clothes off until we were laying down.I began kissing around her lips, eyes, nose, mouth, cheeks moving to her neck. If only that had been what she came here for. She fished underneath the bed for her pumps. She’d lied to him earlier. Her love for him, at least, did resemble the movies. Unrequited. Christine found her pumps, crafted from smooth Italian leather, and slipped them onto her feet. Then she drew herself up and for the last time, drank in the sight of the man she’d planned on growing old with. She tried to think of what she would say to him if he were awake but there was nothing. As a last. I told him to mind his own fucking business(My exact words), and curtly reminded him that he was not my father.'I would take you knickers down and spank you hard, you're ass would sting for weeks', he retorted, I hesitated then fired back, 'How do you know I am wearing any', trying to shock.It appeared to have effect as he sat there, trying to formulate an answer before mummy reappeared at the far end of the room, stopping to say hello to a friend sitting close by.'Young lady, we shall continue. Just building up the intensity as we alwaysdid. He finally asked if I still fantasized about the 2 black guys alot. Of course I replied.More than ever. David said he had a surprise for me. He told me he had 2 black guys coming over at 8 pm so I could finally live it out.That brought a smile to face and he noticed immediately. And then he said we needed to cover some ground rules before they got there.We poured another round of drinks and settled in for the "rules". David told me.