J. were into the same sports i.e. Roller Hockey, and both got along great. These two boys had become inseparable.About a year and a half after T.J. an... his family moved in, T.J. confided in me that his parents were divorcing, at this point I really had no idea that there was even any trouble in their relationship, but then again how would I know really, up to this point we had really only had very casual conversations primarily about the boys.Lashonda moved out and Tony kept custody of T.J. and. The gal wouldn’t return my calls. Apparently, I wasn’t a good enough Christian man for her. Simply because I dared question our Pastor’s habit of displaying a picture of an Aryan-looking Jesus on the big screen during our church ceremonies. Folks, I loved Jesus when I was a Christian and now that I am Muslim, I continue to love him. All Muslims love Jesus. We simply reject the lies told about him. The lie that irks me the most? The myth of Aryan-looking Jesus. Please, go to the Middle East and. "I see we are formal tonight," he said.She gave him a thin smile. "Geoffrey."The doorbell rang again. I curtsied and went to answer it.There stood a strikingly handsome lady, thirtyish, with short,attractively rumpled blonde hair, wearing a gorgeous little blackpantsuit and carrying a black patent clutch. Her gleaming stilettos wereas tall as mine, but the red soles told me she'd paid a lot more forhers."Good evening, ma'am. Please come in." Good evening, Lisa," she said, and entered. I didn't. The taste was amazing, nothing like I had imagined. Then I felt her hand begin to caress my dick. I was so shocked that I stopped my oral massage of her fingers. About 30 seconds into her hand job she stopped. Susan took her fingers out of my mouth and reclined on the bed. She then spread her legs, her panty covered mound inches in front of my sweaty body."Would you like to fuck my panties?" she asked. I turned around on the bed and kneeled between her legs. She was propped up on some pillows.