No cream, one sugar."Camille smiled, and said, "It's OK, you can say 'black' if you want to. Neither Ed nor I are foolish about such matters, especial...y with someone who's obviously no fool himself. If you'd been the type to make a big deal about race, it would be a different matter, but you obviously aren't."Ed hadn't been idle, and when he handed Steve his cup of coffee, Steve thanked him absently. "You know, Camille," he said, "it didn't occur to me until you said it, but you're right.. Maybe. It has to be in good working order.Chapter OneCarl Barley looked around the corner of the bus terminal. He had to figure out a way to get on that bus and get out of Las Vegas. Carl shifted the revolver to a more comfortable position. He looked all around him, watching to make sure that no cops were in the area. Since he shot that cop over on the strip and took the cop's gun Carl knew that every cop in the country was looking for him. Carl had been wise enough to take the cop's belt also.. I had missed much alone time when Jimmy was little. He had often been in the care of a nurse so I could escort Elizabeth to many of the doings she would not miss.Sandy was busy studying. She fully intended to skip eighth grade. She was now in sixth. I do believe she was as fully prepared with Jimmy's seventh grade lessons as he was. If she wasn't studying from her books, she was on the Internet looking up things that she thought could be related to either her lessons or Jimmy's.In essence, she. She responded with a soft moan. I continued kissing we neck. Slowly moved above towards her cheeks. Bite her earlobes.She was giving soft moans. I was engrossed in feeling her body odor. This was fast and I was not expecting so I was supercharged. I kissed her softly on her lips a couple of times. I was dying to feel her breasts and bump. But controlled me. I was still not sure how far she was ready to go.I kissed again and soon it turned into a smooch. We were exploring. As we kissed.