That is when I realized that we had not been intimate for almost a month. I tried to get something started Monday night by wearing my cheerleader unif...rm without the panties or the bra and I surprised Ron that night, but he just said he was too tired. I knew something was wrong now. The cheer outfit had never failed before.I started looking back to when this all started. It was about two weeks after his regular secretary had her baby. Now when Christy first started for Ron, I was real worried,. College age women enjoyed sex, but most werenot interested in experiencing pregnancy and motherhood while still incollege. While feminist did not like it, many women still assumed theresponsibility for birth control, for a good reason. Guys can't getpregnant. Women knew that if they forgot the birth control or if itfailed, it was the woman who would suffer the consequences. They arethe ones who get pregnant and give birth. From this side of the fenceshe understood completely why women didn't. He often sat there after ejaculating his sperm, that pleasantly tired feeling settling in over him; relaxing, and at peace with himself (for a while at least), and continuing to watch another video, of another hugely endowed black male fucking yet another beautiful white female (someone Dylan had concluded, a long time before, that he'd never get the chance to have).Then, after deciding he'd had enough interracial porn for one night, he'd shut the lap top off, and clean up the mess he'd made on. I step out of bed wearing nothing but my white boxer shorts and stretch lazily. Hoping nobody is in the hall way I take off the underwear and walk out of my room heading straight for the bathroom to get a shower. But as soon as I stepped out of the door I walk directly into my red headed sister to be, Jessica, who was wearing nothing but her revealing pink night gown. “Shit sorry” I gasp embarrassed, hastily trying to cover myself up.Her eyes widen as she realises what I am trying to conceal.