I don’t think that’s very healthy.’I nodded and sat upright on my bed, folded my arms across my knees and pulled them up to my chest.‘Shall I ...ut the light on?’‘Not the main light,’ I said. I didn’t want my swollen eyes and tear splattered cheeks on view. Instead, I turned on the bedside lamp and its soft hue cast a glow around the bedroom: a soft lighting to hide the harshness of my grief and despair.Jermaine sat on the edge of the bed and clasped his hands between his knees. His broad. PART 2Now Bree can’t resist having her feet rubbed and caressed, and loves massages. She as well as her girlfriends liked the sensation of his big long muscular tongue licking their toes and feet; a lot of sexual related joking had been bantered between the girlfriends about Jake’s tongue! I could see Bree visibly relaxing on the lounge in her slight alcoholic haze and post-orgasmic bliss, slowly spreading her legs apart so Jake could get all around her feet and ankles as she relaxed further. ..but I remember my first time so vividly as if it happened yesterday. He was a senior graduating the next semester. Derrick had a caramel skin complexion, athletic body, juicy lips, and a very sexy voice. He was on our college's basketball team. At the time, I was working in the Academic Success as a chemistry tutor. He walked in our office with his muscular physique and ask about the tutoring program. He was instructed by his coach to seek tutoring for chemistry because athletes need to. I roll my eyes and watch her cross the street. As she reaches the porch steps, her husband, Stefan, opens the front door. He shifts to let her pass and winks at me as he closes the door behind her. Stefan has been an integral part of my revenge plot against the bitches that make up the neighborhood Welcome Wagon. When I moved here three weeks ago, their “welcome” message to me was fraught with jealousy, criticism and warnings against disturbing the peaceful nature of the subdivision by.