It seemed like this woman singer was born to sing that song. I wished I’d gotten her name!Ginger didn’t let up on ‘giving her something to think...about’. When we danced, we kissed. Ginger’s arms were wrapped tight around me and she encouraged my hands to roam over her back and her butt. I still couldn’t bring myself to reach under that dress, though, even if I did think she wanted me to.If Addie was doing the same, trying to make me jealous, she was doing a damned good job of it. Problem was,. That night the wife and daughters moved out, leaving Brad all alone. He had always joined our parties, so it was no surprise to us that he was drinking heavily the weekend after his family had left him. Actually for him, he loved the freedom.He got so drunk my wife along with Jim's wife had to walk him home. Brad wasn't a bad guy, in fact he is one of those black guys who doesn't know he's black, and fits in to almost any crowd.Towards the end of summer, my wife and Brad disappeared from one. .. , I, well..."He interrupted. "Yes, Yes, I know. You want to marry Jean and you want to ask my permission. Is that about it?" He let me off the hook."Er ... Yes," was as much as I could get out."Does she know?" That I'm asking you?" That, and the fact that you want to marry her?" Well ... she knows that I ... er... , that I think she's someone special and that she's someone I could see myself ... er ... settling down with but I haven't said anything to her and I ... er ... I hadn't really. ..Javed....Javed, yes...oh, oh yes mommy loves seeing her son play with her...ooh Allah that's it, that's the spot..." she groaned out in pleasure as she felt Javed's tongue dive into her waiting snatch. Farhana wanted to answer he son's question, but she just couldn't because she was on cloud nine but because she didn't really know the answer. She wanted to tell him that she was excited because she was close to redeeming herself. But that would have been a lie, a very bad lie too. She was.