. Dekho seema .. Mummy papa ko mat bata… Tum aao baith kar film dekh lo.. Bhai mujhe le kar apne saath computer chair par bitha liya… hum dono mil...ar film dekhne lage.. Ravi ne apna haath meri peeth par rakh diya ,, main bhi yehi chahti thee.. Phir ravi ne apna haath ghuma kar meri kamar par rakha aur mere boobs ko touch karne laga… phir thori der baad doosre haath se mere haath ko pakad kar apne lund par rakh diya.. Jo ki usne nikala hua tha.. Main bhi uske lund ko daba diya aur upar niche. "Well take care, I will see you tomorrow." See you tomorrow," she agreed. I turned the corner leaving her standing alone. I continued to walk at a pretty good clip. I wanted to get in a good walk even more than I did most mornings. There was something about that day that made me want to work my body.After my walk I started the bike and headed for home. Other than the chill in the air it was a ride with nothing worth noting. I spent the most of the morning in my office doing pretty much nothing.. I noticed every now and then a white couple would leave with the black men, for what I assumed would be a fuck-fest with the white wife. After watching all the interracial interaction on the dance floor, and the white couples leaving with the black men, I found myself becoming aroused by the possibility of having interracial sex.I had been at the bar for an hour or so and was on my third drink, when an attractive, middle-aged black woman sat at the bar next to me. She is a tall,. He was off in some unwanted memory, reliving that day. She thought back to the story she had found. It had been the worst accident the town had had in years, apparently. A mother and her son had been playing in the yard when somehow the mother had ended up out in the street. A car had come barreling down the road, with the driver not paying attention to the speed limit or the road. When the driver looked up, the woman was screaming. The car had been going fast enough that that woman was run.