She made and quickly ate a salad while watching ‘American Idol’ before checking her email. Again, she thought she heard a loud noise from outside ...ut ignored it this time. “It’s probably nothing.” She said to herself. She went back to what she was doing as loud sounds from outside occasionally rung through the neighborhood, not fazing her whatsoever. As soon as ‘American Idol’ was over, Blake went upstairs to her bedroom to change out of her jeans and sweater. She took off and threw her clothes. She whimpered in her sleep and pulled away. I lay there, as close as I dared to get, without disturbing her, gathering my thoughts and thinking about what went on earlier. I was getting an erection, just a lazy knob really and I pressed myself against Sally again. I wanted to snuggle up against her, to be one whole on the bed and not two separate halves. “Don’t!” Sal whispered, "Let me sleep," and she pulled away again. “Want a cup of tea?” I asked her. “Not yet, I just want to wake up slowly. We were not to see each other naked. My celibacy was atoning sins of the white race but it was more about Amanda saving her energy and building frustration. She was given, what I understand, vitamins to build up her stamina and improve her cardiovascular system. I think they were energy pills that kept her from sleeping well at night and made her increasingly short-tempered, even hostile to me in the latter days. We barely spoke two words that day before we acknowledged we needed to leave the. “Yeessss, Mama ... I feel you ... on my lips,” she replied ... her breathing becoming more rapid.The air was electrified by the interplay of the two women, leaving us men mesmerized as we silently played with our wettening cocks. If Dad was like me, he was dying to see what would happen next.“You know, when Papa Bob gets me excited, my little box gets soooo wet,” she whispered, looking straight at Dad. “Let Mama check to see how excited you are,” she continued, and she firmly cupped Erika’s.