As far as I am concerned, Amy is still my ex-girlfriend’s kid sister and the jury is way far from in, on my exact feelings for her since I am still ...athy’s boyfriend. So, this pretty girl might place me on the horns of an ethical dilemma tonight. Good ethical behavior requires that I keep Amy at arms-length tonight. Then, the image of Amy’s tiny shapely ass in a pair of skimpy panties flashes in my head. I decide that maybe some amount of kissing, handholding, and light fondling (if that. Some music sounded up and the white wives were forcedto dance with the President’s friends, whilst the whitehusbands just stood there watching. The black menstarted grabbing at the women almost immediately, blackhands grabbing breasts and stroking legs and bottoms.The white men couldn’t do anything about it as theywere covered by the soldier’s guns.I was worried sick about what was happening to my wife,and managed to slip out and go looking for her. Ididn’t have to go. "Boss, I will bring fried fish to go with drinks. It is round the corner. That man makes best fish. Monica, please keep my Boss company. He adores you. I will be back soon." I was about to say that there was no need for fish but Monica pressed my thigh with her hand and I shut up. Her touch raised my dick and I saw her catch glimpse of my rising bulge in my pants I talked about Jaggi's job and drank. I saw Jaggi's sexy wife getting tipsy. I held her tightly in my arms as she said," You can lay. I got a bad feeling suddenly that she was going to kill herself or something.Making my eyes not see the door in the bathroom, I saw she was sitting on the side of the tub crying. What I guessed were her wet panties had a corner sticking out from between a folded up towel. I made myself see the door again and then asked if she was ok, only to get louder crying. I wasn't about to try to get any closer to the bathroom. I just moved back over to the chair where I was watching TV.When she did not.