”“Clark doesn’t exactly have a high opinion of white police officers,” I said. “Or ANY police officers, for that matter. He got rousted a lo... as a teenager in the Over-the-Rhine section of Cincinnati.”“That’s a really rough neighborhood,” Angie said.“You sure as heck wouldn’t catch me there!” Marie said. “Of course, with my Mediterranean skin, I’d get rousted if I went to Indian Hill!”“What’s that?” I asked.“A ritzy area of Cincinnati. Lawyers, doctors, P&G executives, that kind of people. Huge. I take a step away from You, towards Him. My heart is pounding, my mind twisted in emotional turmoil. You wait, watching carefully, silently, not pulling me back. I swallow hard, my eyes locked with His. I hear my own heart here on this sunny meadow, aching, struggling to know what to do. I turn to look at You, knowing it is You I love, You who owns me. I look back to Him searching for answers. I am afraid suddenly, afraid I might not survive with out Him. My heart is torn. My eyes fill with. Why do that? Why keep on coming back to me? You knew this was going to be a problem more than anyone else. You figured out, way back when we were having those dinners, who and what I was.“I’ll take the rap for the way I treated you, but you were never clueless, Joyce. At sixteen, you were WAY smarter than most of the girls later on, even the older ones. And WAY more mature. So, beat the crap out of me for Karin, for Sofia, for Penny, for whoever else you want, including your sister, but YOU. A man can fuck his way and making her dryer and he really doesn’t know where he is going. So right at the moment when it seemed he was about to take her there, she made the innocent mistake that many women often do because they care about our satisfaction. She urged him to cum. So instead of him getting to that spot deep inside her, that he had so skillfully prepared for, he began to rush and took the focus off of her and put it on himself. The few men, who routinely and perhaps unknowingly,.