That’s just what I like, folks. The Black woman is my Standard of Beauty. Accept no substitute. Peace! V.C. was sexy as hell and extremely smart. Ho... could I resist her? Here I am, standing before Pastor Roberto Lemieux inside Rayon De Lumiere, the only Haitian Adventist Church in the city of Ottawa. The church is packed with guests. The Pastor is a stocky Black man in his early fifties. Standing nearby are my groomsmen. Antoine Charles, a short, slim, Caramel-skinned brother from Algonquin. Kirk had the box, after all.“Don’t touch that!” Maxim said.“But--”“Leave everything until we’re finished,” Maxim said. “Gentleman. Kindly fuck off. Your wives and girlfriends are whores. It happens to everyone.”“Everyone,” Katelyn agreed, morosely. Kirk glared at her.“I don’t give a shit,” Paul said. “Jewelie, get your ass out into the car.”She looked to Owen. So did the twins. So did nearly every woman in the room. So did Brett. So did Jacob. Paul noticed. He also noticed the ones that didn’t.. Only you can replied Kay, running her hands over Sams breasts, I love you too and lust after you all the time, do you think I have overactive sex drive or something, maybe I need to see a doctor to calm me down. No, no, don’t ever do that, I love how horny you are. Kay said I love how uninhibited you are Sam, the way you walked down the beach covered in spunk, you were amazing, nearly came on the spot, thought that guys eyes were going to burst, he couldn’t believe his eyes, we really managed. Sometimes, I just did not understand people. Cody was staring at Lexie which I did not blame him for, but she adverted any eye contact with him at all. “So, what happened with that thing on the highway?”, George Jr. asked me. “Not much George. I just thought someone needed help.”, I replied casually.“That’s not what my dad says.”, he replied. “No offense George but your dad wasn’t there. Like I said it was no big deal.”, I answered. “George, do you work at being this obnoxious or are you gifted.