I was thinking mostly about what her tan colored blouse might show. I didn't think she really understood my concerns because she was always a bit obli...ious of her own beauty and this time was no different.Well, we all got on a ride call the Typhoon. We were the lucky group who sat in the front seat of the car, having three rows of four people in total. As we stepped into the row we realized that the seats were very wet. We exchanged knowing glances as we realized this was going to be a very wet. “Oh, Bobby….that would be such a relief for us. If it were anyone other than you I could not even consider that, but I too, think that we are going to be a legal family soon and that just makes perfect sense to me. I love you, Bobby. I never thought I could imagine having someone like you as my partner. For once in my life, I can dream! I was never able to do that. Bobbie feels the same,” Janet said, beginning to weep.“Whoa, hold on there, you two. You mustn’t forget that I am also fortunate. It took us an hour to put everything away and stroll down to find a café-bar."Dos bocadillos por favour" I said in my very best Spanish and the waiter replied in broad cockney,"What sort mate, we got everything"We settled on salad sandwiches with a bottle of beer each to wash them down, the waiter who turned out to be the owner sat chatting with us, he and his wife had been there for two years and were making a good go of it, in the sexually liberated atmosphere of the islands, they had. Tyrone normally believed in the motto “spare the rod and spoil the whore.” But in this case, there was no need to use force on these submissive white snowflakes and Tyrone didn’t want any of his little white slavegirls getting bruised up. It would reduce their value!! Tyrone was a good businessman!Jamal decided that he would explore what his uncle had told him about the slut so he said in his best ghetto voice, “So, Kimberly Johnson is finally being punished for her racism.”“Yes Daddy, the.