Sometimes in the house, he would close his eyes and he could almost hear Sarah’s voice floating through the halls and rooms, or her fingers brushing...his cheeks and lips. Alan wrote this off to his over-active imagination. Now, several years after he had first come here, he stood in the attic again, breathing the dust and wondering where he should start searching. He had gotten a late start and the sun was already setting behind the horizon, reds and golds blazing the sky. He moved over to one. I was at work and I got an email that contained a picture of a big black cock asking if I wanted to suck a black dick. I don't normally just go looking for men but knowing it is my place to worship black I understand that when a black man tells me his cock needs serviced it is my place to drop to my knees and take care of his needs so I agreed to meet him at his motel. Since I do live in a small town I was nervous. One never knows what might happen when meeting a person from online and I'm. Even though it was cold and damp out, I put on a sheer negligee and even add a quick spritz of perfume. I laugh at myself, without humor, for doing this. Whom am I trying to fool? I crawl under my blankets and think of you again. I think what it would be like to have you here beside me. How it would be to feel the warmth of your body next to me and how it would be to have you reach for me and pull me into your arms. I turn to my side, almost prepared to see you lying there... but all that is. His own mother was turning into a addict for his lab attempt, and into a slut. David was more than a little confused. He knew the right thing would be to destroy the remaining "Water" and then rip apart his notes, but something stopped him. Some inner voice or desire.After the nervous silence, he could almost feel his mothers triumphant smile beside him. "I just want a little bit baby." He hand moved down from his shoulder to his strong hard chest. "I've seen you looking at me, I'm not blind..