I didn't mean to." His tears rand down from his eyes to my chest and danced silently on my nipple till they droped to the sheets. "I know." I didn't k...ow." Shh." I held his head tightly to me. "Sherri, forgive me."With a soft squeeze to his head I replied, "All you had to do was ask." I paused and pulled his eyes up to mine. "You are forgiven."With the air of grace filling our chests we both cried and held each other. A cold shiver rand down my spine. The moment passed and our breathing synced,. She shuddered and came away from the kiss giggling. “I think I messed my shorts,” she quipped with a bright, playful smile. She stood off his lap and pulled the soft fabric tight against her pussy lips to show James. Sure enough, there was now a large wet spot in the front of her crotch. “Well I suppose you’ll have to get out of those dirty clothes,” James said deviously. She left his lap to stand in front of him where he grabbed the elastic band of her shorts and. John said if they didn’t have the rent they would be kicked out of the apartment and get deported. Carl cried like a little girl. John suggested that if Carl could not find work Susan could work as a prostitute. Before Carl could answer Susan agreed. Every day, sometimes twice a day John would bring a man over to their apartment. They men were of different ages and sizes but they were always white. Carl would have to sit out in the hallway hearing his wife fuck strangers. Then he would see them. I thought What ? What the hell was that supposed to mean? My hubby said I was an old ex-girlfriend who wanted to get into the business and he thought this would be were a good intro would be. I whispered what business? He looked at me and said not really a business but the pleasure of trying some black. I was horrified. How could this be happening? I asked him if we could be excused a minute and he took me towards the bathroom. Before we actually got there he shoved me into a bedroom and there.