“Sit down dad!” Ashlin gave Jack a kiss on the cheek and pulled out a chair for him at the table. “Thanks sweetheart.” Jack said.Jack sat down...and began to cut into the blueberry pancakes his daughter had prepared. They were a bit soggy, clearly under cooked but he appreciated her effort. “Is there any syrup Ash?” He asked.‘Yea let me get that for you.” Ashlin said as she bent over the counter to reach the maple syrup.As she bent across the table, the short gray plaid skirt Ashlin had been. “What?” I can’t have a colored man in this pussy” I remember saying, until I heard how big her boyfriends dick was, I always wondered why she had such a huge gap between her legs. I remember waking up with my pussy wet from those damn dreams of black men fucking the shit out of me. Three weeks later I decided to find my own black man or men. I met one at a bar a few miles away from the school and it took a lot out of me to talk to him, but since I was there on a mission, I was going to find out. .. sorry, but Twins? Why Twins?" She babbled, looking back and forth from me to the image of me in the mirror. It seemed almost like she was trying to fend off the situation with words."Lesley said you were. And then she said she was ... well, she said this word, becoming." I tried to reason it out."Was that the reason you brought me here?" Courtney asked, her voice taking on an accusing tone."No, no, Courtney, I didn't ... I asked Lesley the same question and she said it wasn't what she. I’ve studied Lindsay’s schedule and habits over the last few weeks; she always takes this shortcut in Friday nights. As I think of this, I hear brisk walking. Peeking from the dark corner, I see her coming towards me, dressed in skinny pants and a black trench coat. She looks sexy in her movements, hitting the ground with her court shoes loudly as she briskly walks. Her hips move from side to side lovely. Lindsay looks to be in a hurry, judging from her fast walking. That will change soon. I.