"I gave her a glass of water and took her to the back of the room, where my son was sitting on the mat and watching us.I went to him, gave him a kiss ...nd said: "Mommy will make you happy, too. Promise." I went back to the front room, took a shot of the local brew, dimmed the oil lamps and crept back to the back room to my son, who was waiting for his mommy.I untied his and mine loincloth and sat on him and started making love to my son.I took his hands and placed them on my breasts and then. She turned, trying to settle herimagination.As she forced herself to lie still, Nicole thought she heardsomething. A soft rustling, like something being dragged across arug. And then her nose detected the faint musty smell, thatfamiliar odor from the mummy's tomb. She bolted upright in bed,reaching out to shake Grant. "Grant! Wake up!"Slowly, his eyes opened. "What is it?"Nicole fumbled for the lightswitch. "It's here! It's come back!"Grant was sitting upright, too, shielding his eyes. "Come on, the family is waiting."They drove to a restaurant, and Donna gasped as they entered.Inside, a table had been set up for the birthday party, and practicallyeverything on the table was pink.The table was covered with a pink tablecloth, on top of which were pinkplates, with pink napkins beside them. Presents wrapped in pink paperwith pink bows were in the center of the table, circling a pink cake.Even the knives, forks and spoons were pink."Happy birthday, Donna!" her family said.Her. I don’t think Gwen ever danced with anything darker than me. This should be interesting.Our drinks came to us right as she finished dancing. Next up was one of the black guys. My wife wanted to wait till she had her drink and then dance the next song. The two did get on the dance floor. They danced together. I had to stop watching the game so I could watch them two.Wish she goes back to white guys so I can watch my game. After the song they both walked back. I got another round of drinks coming.