By then, Rita and her big tits bounded over to greet us and, like the prankster she was, fiercely hugged us both; ensuring she transferred a small flo...d of water from her suit top and bottom. I enjoyed the crushing, pliable pillows against my chest and the cooling effect of the dripping water in the warm sun, as did Safa. That was evident by her proudly hard nipples trying to drill through her thin, now translucent tank and the rapid twitching in my shorts.Dad coughed at the enticing vision and. Like Margot just said: Talking about such a thing as neutralizing racism is easy. But words were never going to be enough. Not even a set of laws were, ultimately, going to be enough! So taking it to the next step...as in interracial procreation...was the only significant option that either of us could see that would be of a permanent impact on the society of the South's long, and sad history of racism. So we decided to deliberately cross that most fundamental of barriers, that has always been. ‘I’ll flag a cab.’ ‘Don’t bother, I have wheels.’ He pushed two buttons on his phone and called his friend. Well, concluded Linda, obviously he’s not what he seems. ‘Let me help you,’ she offered lightly, trying very had not to sound like Nurse Linda. ‘No, I’m fine. Oh, introductions – I’m Philip Bannerman.’ ‘And I’m Linda Beckett. Pleased to meet you.’ Philip was lean, tanned and very muscular and looked around thirty, some five years younger than Linda. She would describe herself these days. Jack didn’t want to stop her flow, so he just sat there, and waited.“That was this morning,” she continued, “and I am here now because you are going to decide the rest.” She handed him an envelope. He opened it and pulled out a cashier’s check for just over 21 million dollars. “That is all the money from the insurance, the lawsuit and everything I had. It is yours regardless of the decision you make. When Billy threw me out, and I started staying home, I realized something. I didn’t want to be.