If you want it, then do what I say and when I say it.”Did I want that? I must have on one hell of an animal level because I was already lifting my s...irt over my head in obedience. I stepped out of my jeans, moving quickly for fear of having him irritated with impatience, feeling a sense of humiliation at the actions and what this was, what I had stupidly begged for. I couldn’t even look at him when I walked to the post and grabbed the ring, could only take deep breaths.I jumped with a. So, several times a week she went outeven after we were married, and sure, I know there were black guysthere and other white girls and her boss with contracts to get signed.But somehow, I know it sounds stupid, she was so open about itand nobody in her business batted an eye, I just never thought she did anything besides a little flirting. So I'm washing my hands and I see besides the paper towel dispenser onthe tile walls amidst the usual scrofulous written invitations, advice,. ”Mulky laughed. It was the first time I had seen her laugh.“Don’t tell me,” I replied, “That you and your boyfriend haven’t made out in the woods.”“OK,” Mulky replied, “I won’t tell you. Besides, I don’t have time for a boyfriend.”“Really?” I shot back, “A cute young lady like you? I figured you probably have several boyfriends.”Mulky blushed.“Not really,” she replied. “I’m holding out for a more mature man. These college boys don’t excite me.”“Do tell,” I said.“What about you, sir?” Mulky. I would do absolutely anything to please him. But he always makes it clear to a new woman that he only keeps her for a few weeks. Afterwards, he may bed her occasionally. Let me tell you, once a month, once a year, he's worth it."I was mystified. "What does any of this have to do with me?"Amy smiled sweetly, pulled me close, and kissed me softly on the lips. Her tongue played briefly with mine as I wrapped my arms around her slender waist."I'm getting to you. When DeShawn fixes on a chick, he.