Oddly, I was able to keep my cool and even keep my eyes (mostly) focused upon hers. She might have been impossibly gorgeous, but that just made my thu...bs itch even more, reminding me that anything that seemed obviously too good to be true, was ... and that meant trouble that I probably didn’t need. The crazy women are the best in bed, though.Yeah, this lusciously ripe tart was just the type to be a regular at one of Comet and Vixen’s weekly gangbangs, or she would sink even to the utter. She hugged his back as tears fell. He was silent for a while, obviously trying to control his emotions. He knew it wasn't her fault that they were there. It was his father's career that always came first. They never stayed anywhere long enough for him to have friends or put down roots and now he had gotten them into this fix.Thomas softened his tone and said, "I'm sorry, Mom. I shouldn't blame you. I'm trying not to hate Dad either. But I am growing up and ... I have all these emotions going. Or the right. So the schools tell the kids things and cut them loose. My friend Jacky got turned away from Amos’ stories. I was fascinated by them. He went to a trade school. Now he’s working on trucks. But he’s black. So he won’t be a manager. He’ll be skilled but underpaid and treated badly.”“You’re bitter.”“Yes. We started even. But we learned in elementary school that we weren’t. I was ahead. I’m no smarter than Jacky. I was trained better.”They rode on a bit. Then I said: “It’s. Likethis, wasn't an option."Hey you damn asshole, how'd you get that card?" The old man spittoward the floor and pointed at the Queen the cowboy tossed into the pile."Yeah, mister ... where DID you come up with that card?" There werefive Queens laying on the table. The youth suddenly stood up and wentfor the long Colt tied low on his hip. There was a thunderous blast behindeveryone, causing us all to turn. The tender held his shotgun level on thetable and scowled at Marlene."What the heck you.