You’ll never understand the pain and agony I go through when I see my friends with their parents. When I get prizes everybody applause but my Papa a...d ma are missing, people who matter me the most.How right she was and how she’d matured. Yes it was true we’d given her the best of everything but deprived her of parental love. However as I’d mentioned in the start the nature of my job didn’t allow me the luxury.I was sure she had been hurt by my FORCED ignorance of her but I’d to make it upto. After having done what I needed, I washed up a bit and then I heard the door.It was Hassan, he put his finger on his lips and whispered: "Achmeed is still sleeping, let's not wake him up yet!Hassan grabbed my breasts from behind, I could feel his hard cock against my back, I turned my head and smiled to him and whispered: "What do you want Hassan?" Like I didn't know that.Hassan whispered: "I want to fuck you RIGHT NOW!"I kneeled in front of him and sucked his cock, it was hard already and he. "You don't need a bathing suit here, Sara. Have a seat. Would you like something to drink?"The couple took seats on the lounge chairs and the man spoke so quietly we had to strain our ears to hear. "Scotch or a beer, whatever you have," he said.It was becoming warm in the room and the night air was still hot. I had my arm around Marsha and felt moisture collecting between us, but I didn't want her to move."What about you, Sara? Would you like something?" I'd like a beer, please," she said.Sammy. ”“They are not happy seeing a Black girl and a white man demonstrating affection.”“Is that a fact?” Aja stood from her chair, leaned toward Jason and kissed his lips. She sat back down, her hand over her mouth and suppressing giggling.“They did not like that at all,” he remarked.“This is something we’re both going to have to learn to deal with,” she said. “There are folks who do not like mixed-race couples and that’s on both sides of the color line. There’ll be white folks who won’t like seeing.