" Jen stepped towards the door, but then turned and asked, with almost a harsh voice, "You think I look hot, too, don't you?" Of course I do. You're t...e most beautiful, the sexiest girl I've ever met."Jen's eyes rolled. "But you'd rather I go out with Ralph and fuck him tonight, instead of staying home and making love to you, right?"I nodded my head.Jen shook her head, and said, "I think you're a wimp too." Then she went downstairs to wait for Ralph.Jen and I were eating breakfast. "Ralph wants. ..I know you and Trev aren't blood...are you doing him?", she asked. Before my aunt could reply, Helen said, "if that young stud lived in MY house, I'd be riding him every chance I got." They both laughed, and my aunt said, "he is hot...and very caring. I know the things which turn him on." Helen then said, "I wouldn't mind trying my luck at that, Lore." To my absolute shock, my aunt said, "just wear a sexy slip and heels for him...then see what happens." Helen said, "shit...I always wear them,. " Speak up." Yes." Good. Then we can proceed."She shuffled papers in a file. Picked up a pen."Your name?" David, David Jackson."The name sounded strange. It belonged to another time. A time when DavidJackson had really existed. When the name had meant more than he nowfelt.The chestnut haired woman shook her head and leant over, first left andthen right to consult the other two."You will have to do better than that. I ask you again. What is yourname?" I said... It really is. I am David Jackson.. “I’m impressed,” the federally qualified health center ther****t shared.Cortez sat up. “My momma didn’t raise but one fool. And it wasn’t me,” he laughed.“I see. I see. So....”“So what, faggit?” “I had got fucked last night,” Kenji confessed.“You record it?”“No. He didn’t want to.”“Ah hell! That’s cool, boo. Tell me about it!”“Well,” the creative, right-brained sissy launched into his recount. “It was about time for me to refresh my stash. And my weed man texted me. I guess he’s got a reminder.