It was harder to say than he expected. But the truth was there, nonetheless. “I’m afraid.”Wednesday, 1 June 1955, Indianapolis, IndianaWesley st...red at the ceiling in the early morning light. He tried to pray, but thoughts of the events of the preceding day filled his mind. He was so stupid, gullible. What a coward! Downstairs, chairs were propped against doors, wooden sticks were jammed into window frames. He should be trusting in God to keep him safe. Instead, he was cowering in his bed alone. Sure enough! My fingers slid right in, my two middle fingers went right up to the knuckles as her pussy was completely soaked! She immediately moaned and arched her back, raising her ass completely off the bed, bucking violently, and then she started to cum. I fingered her a bit, slowly in and out. "So, it turns you on knowing he had seen you tits, does it?" I asked her. At first she said no, but I mentioned how soaked she was and how she had cum, almost as soon as my fingers went into her. Tiger better watch out..." he laughed."And what were you up to...." he asked. "Oh, I had a lot of fun ....I invited Alexis over ...we took Jahmal and Rosa-bell to the lake for a trot ...you know what ...that woman just amazes me more everyday ...she is an incredible good rider ...can you believe she and Jahmal beat me and Rosa-bell ...I mean Rosa-bell ...common...? she is by far the better sprinter ...and she even gave me a head start ...God I hate her.." I said, thinking how much I loved. You’ll wish you just looked like a beach bunny by tonight. You looked cute enough before, but everybody loves a busty bimbo girl, and you owe everybody. Think mass appeal. At least you won’t look skanky.’ ‘I am totally not a skank, wench!’ I yelled. ‘I am not a wench, bitch!’ said Kelly. ‘You’re a witch bitch!’ ‘You’re a vapid bimbo!’ ‘Slut!’ ‘Whore!’ The call disconnected. My bitch roommate had hung up on me. But now at least I knew what was happening. No wonder I was feeling so embarrassingly.