"Beth took a bite from her toast and sipped her orange juice. When she sat back in her chair, I couldn't help but notice her beauty.After we had made ...ove and lay in bed enjoying our afterglow of my taking her virginity, hunger finally forced us out of bed to begin breakfast. I had slipped into my boxers and Beth grabbed one of my short sleeve button-up shirts from the wardrobe, but never took the time to button any of the buttons. Now, leaning back in her chair, the shirt had opened exposing a. I heard him say something about them missing me, and no, we can’t do anything now. I was going to get my settlement. And because he is my guardian, he would be able to get a large chunk of it. Or words similar to those.” I paused for a breath.“So, you see, I don’t think I can trust my Uncle Lucas, and I can’t prove the realtor didn’t say something to the wrong people. I got the distinct feeling they don’t want black people moving into the neighborhood, even though it is illegal to prevent. " Hank grabbed a bottle of vodka from the wet bar. He put the vodka into a parts tray, added six cans of beer and returned to his hideaway on the shipping dock.The party began the Saturday before Christmas and ended that midnight. The next morning, early Sunday, Hank woke up to a world of misery. He was cold, his joints ached and his head ached worse. His tongue was dry and he was still drunk. He fumbled in his pocket for the door keys to the plant.Once inside, he staggered to the women's. She was relaxed by now, and almost completley drunk. She told him her life story, how she grew up in an abusive home, how her boyfriend had just dumped her, how she longed for attention. She was 16, she told him, and had a secret, burning desire to go to Vegas. He began to flirt with her, lacing his subtle praise with sexuality. Soon she was dancing around the room for him. Jason's eyes watched those huge tits bounce, and shake. She sat on his lap, breathing hard. Jason slowly brushed his hand.