We’ve been together for twenty-six years now, I don’t know what to do.”“Me either,” Joyce confessed, putting her other hand on top of the on... I was holding. The waitress came over and asked us what we wanted.“Two coffees and ice water please,” I requested while staring miserably at the top of the table. I sensed the waitress hesitating, but she didn’t speak before leaving to fetch the beverages.“One hell of a time to find out,” Joyce said, then added, “I found eight thousand dollars missing. She tried not to cry in anticipation of the ravaging about to take place, but her strength had left her body and tears rolled down her beautiful face. As Pete reared back to penetrate her tight, virgin vagina, a gun shot rang out. Evelyn felt the weight of Pete’s clumsy body fall off of her with a thud, as Pete’s dead form hit the deck. Evelyn looked up in surprise, confused about who would rescue this poor, abandoned wench, when, thru her tears, she saw him at last, holding a smoking pistol. He wore an expression of pure lust."Strip, nigger," he said finally.This is what she'd been missing. And now, here it was, she thought. She was past the point of no return."Yes, suh," replied the negress.She quickly removed her clothing, setting them on a large cardboard box, and stood before the man naked. She thought for a second and assumed the display position she'd been taught. Hands clasped behind her head, eyes downcast, chest out, legs spread."Fuck," he repeated himself. "I can't. Just good girlfriends like you, Pet."Lilith giggled and ended the call.I stayed where I was, glad just to be back in my own place. But then Iremembered what Lilith had said and decided that the last thing I wantedto do was to risk angering her with disobedience. If she wanted me tovisit Fictiionmania, that's what I would do. And I'd be sure to read atleast one story, in case she quizzed me on it. She would probably knowif I was lying. I turned on the computer and sat there, still in.