“Well, young man, I am about to make all your dreams come true,” said his mother from the doorway. Dan looked around to see his Mom dressed only i... her bra, thong and stay-up stockings and 3inch stilettos and loosely covered by a short black robe. “Mom, what………….,” he gasped. “This is your birthday present son, from your father and I..” Gracie wandered over to the arm chair where Dan was sitting and sat on the arm. She put her arm around his shoulders and drew him to her. His head was level. She’d read extensively about New York City. The Fish Market was housed in two main adjacent open-air structures, where wholesale buyers—mostly restaurant employees—filled orders and bargained on goods during the early morning hours. She turned a full 360 degrees looking about her, but only a few scattered tourists and several restaurant workers were close by. No rude fish market workers were slamming fish-hooks into fat striped bass, as she had imagined they would, or deftly slicing up tuna. I cooked up some rice and heated up the curried mutton I’d prepared the night before and left in the fridge to marinate. Dad loved Caribbean food, a legacy of thirty-five years with mum. They’d met when he was seconded from London to the Jamaican police and it had been love at first sight. Of course, back then it had been difficult for a white Englishman to marry a black woman, but he hadn’t cared and as soon as his attachment was finished he’d brought her back to rainy London. They’d weathered. .she text us we went to go get her we pull up to her home and waited for her to cum out ..she open the door walk out side and i froze cus i did not think this was going to happen but i get out the car and got in the back so we talk got beer and chill in a dinner for a little ..then we were ready to go to the hotel and drink a little they had some girl drink i had jack..we got to the hotel and we drink and talk at was late like 1 a clock so we talk and talk then i till my girl to make a move she.