"Huh?" Jack said, sitting down at the breakfast table and buttering some toast."The prison siren, big brother. Want some coffee?" Yeah, thanks. Mornin..., honey," he said as Patti walked in and sat down. She was wearing a thin robe over her nighty and looked good enough to eat."Morning, Daddy. Aunt Karen." She looked around. "Where's Winston? Didn't you let him in?"Karen shook her head. "He's too big and messy, dear."Now that Jack had seen Karen's naked body, he became much more friendly and. Although 35 years old, she could have passed for a student. Her diminutive 5 foot slim body was almost boyish, especially because her tits couldn't be more than 32As. Her thick lips and kinky dark hair defined her race, but the light cocoa color of her skin and bright blue eyes pointed to at least one white man bedding her slave ancestors.Mrs. Flent turned to her side. Mr. Hathaway's light snoring was disturbing her test grading and she glared at the sleeping figure. Charlie thought he'd have. ‘Could you take me to Brooklyn, please?’ ‘I am off duty, sorry.’ ‘Please I will never be able to get a cab at this time and I don’t want to take the subway. I have money if that what you are worried about.’ ‘Get in.’ She opened the back door and slid in the cab. I looked at her in the rearview mirror. ‘Where are you going?’ I asked her. ‘Right across the bridge.’ and then titled her head back and closed her eyes. Damn, anytime someone says right across the bridge they mean Bed Stuy or East. “I embody the mysteries of male and female,” the fat man said turning into a young woman joined with a young man.The young couple turned into the fat woman. She said, “I am the manifestation of all possibilities the mind can create.”Impressed, Betsy said, “Wow! Now, that’s what I was expecting.”The fat woman burst out in laughter. She rolled on the ground, unable to contain her mirth.Gasping, she said, “You are funnier than your brother!”“I hope that’s good,” Betsy said.“It is very good,” the.