I told Dean that I knew a chick (he actually knew her as well from last year) who has a reputation as being ‘easy’. Anyways I explained to Dean th...t I reckon she’d be up for some fun with two Aussie guys. He sounded keen (might have been that we had been drinking for a couple of hours as well). So then I did the evil thing, I went out into the lounge and ‘pretended’ to call Jen (the ‘easy’ girl). I don’t even know this chicks number or where she lives this year.Hehehe. Ain’t I evil!!!Returning. She moaned as she massaged her breast and then pinched her nipple, shivering as ecstatic sensations rippled through her body. ‘Oh fuck, how could I ever go back now...? Mmmmmm… this is… ohhhhh’ her train of thoughts slipped away from her as she reflected with increasing difficulty on the myth that “once you go black you could never go back.” Her cheeks flushed red as she felt a tinge of embarrassment, despite her being a woman of the world with vast experience in the exploration and. She looked at my kinda puzzled and said "hall pass". I joked back and said, sure, why not. Before I could say anything else she tells me she loves me and is walking over to the black mans table. At this point I'm thinking wholly shit, she's really flirting with another man. Then I'm looking at her as not my wife but another woman in a bar in she's turning me on even more. After a few minutes I'm thinking this has been fun and she is on her way back to me at the bar but no. That's when my world. In the dim light of emanating from the windows behind him, he could barely make out the form of his mother. “I don’t know who you are…or what the fuck you are, bitch…but you are NOT my mother…my momma would have never left me in a house with a man who tried to kill her!” His voice rose steadily in pitch as he spat out his words in defiance of the thing that stood behind him. “Dad loved momma…he nearly fell apart when she died…it took two years before he’d even talk to another.