She started in "Alexa." And then she stopped and a puzzled look cameover her face. She leaned over and whispered to Jenny "Does she have amiddle name..." Jenny couldn't stop laughing as she told my mother thatit was Marie. My mother smiled and tried to get back into the angrymood. I couldn't help but laugh because I realized my mother was aboutto 'middle name' me. "Alexa Marie Quinn, you will come home now," Shesaid as mean as she could, given the changed mood of the group from justseconds. Though," she warned me, "I'm not saying I won't hold your own words and actions against you if you screw up along the way!" Hey, that only makes sense, and that's exactly what I was hoping for," I told her honestly. "If we can deal with each other ... honestly," I said, hesitating as the irony that I was purposely hiding a lot of information from her hit me, "then I think we'll do well." I hope so," she replied. "I really hope so," she added, smiling sweetly at me.On the drive back she turned. “Mm, mmm.” Marc looked over at Joana and grabbed a handful of one of her huge soft tits and sucked her nipple. “Mmm.” Joana licked her lips moaning. Marc’s strong hands felt so good on her boobs. Marc then suddenly heard something from the television which made him look up. “Hahaha, look at this token white boy.” Marc laughed at the white guy in the two hundred meter dash that was way behind the black athletes. Not only that, but he was also running bottomless, with his small penis flopping up. The rider cuts his engine. I knew him; he was June’s old friend Phil. He shook his long blond hair after he took his helmet off, then he threw his leathered leg over the bike. Phil was tanned and toned too from the hours he spent in the saddle and, he was tall.June lifted her sunglasses onto her head, brushed her long straight black hair from in front of her face, revealing her beautiful eyes, then, she smiled a greeting at him. I was too far away to hear it. However, their body language spoke.