" Since I promised him cash, I would have to go to the ATM machine, but even that was doable. "Could I speak to Sam please?" I asked."Sure," I heard f...om the owner, then "Yeah," from Sam."Sam stop by Marie's and get Jane and I a barbecue sandwich and fries each. If you want the same, make it three and I'll buy." I suggested."Fuck it's like Christmas already," Sam said."Hurry home in time to put out the milk and cookies," I suggested."Yes Mommy," Sam said with a laugh.It was almost an hour later. I told him, I’d be pregnant soon though.”“And you will be!” Brutus chuckled admiring the portrait of his African Father on the wall, Boinga Bull, a very famous Black Man in South Africa even to this day. From the very first day Apartheid had been abolished Boinga Bull had been 150 White women. On the very first day to celebrate! Interracial sex had been going on for a very long time. And many White males had been completely demoralized and accepting by the year 2021.Boinga Bull was a famous. An old woman confronted me at the door. She walked with steps that belonged to one far younger than she ... yet despite her artfully applied rouge the lines on her face were obvious. Her dress was modest and her expression imperious. She could be no other than the Madam of the establishment.She took one look at my arrogantly expensive clothes and began to fawn over me. I gave her my most charming smile ... and she tittered like a woman twice younger than her age.I kept my gaze about the room. I. It was also the room least likely for someone to just barge in on.Samantha was on her hands and knees pretending to play with the cat. What she was really doing was watching for her mother to be absorbed in her computer so much that I would remain unnoticed in the house. It worked like a charm. I scooted through to the bathroom undetected, and Samantha followed a minute later. As soon as she shut the door, she was on her knees undoing my fly again."Don't you have any patience?" I whispered."Not.