I need to stop in and see you.”“You sure do, Aunt Beverly ... Jeannie’s Momma, is gonna run the bait shop and I’m gonna take care of the boat ...entals and all the other stuff.”“How old are you, Mr. Jackson?” Jeannie asked.“I’m forty five why, Jeannie?”“You just look so much younger, is all.”Jeannie smiled at him and then at me. I could see her wheels turning. She liked this man and her Momma needed to get her shit straight and get a good man to love her.“Well, I’ve messed up your day now, so I. He was up out of his seat and kneeling on the ground between her legs in a flash, pushing his face between her legs, she reached out and grabbed his hair and pulled him closer as she leaned her head back into her seat and let out soft moans from the pleasure he was giving her. I leaned over and whispered in her ear that this guy was old enough to be her grandpa and that she was a naughty slut, I also made mention that he probably could not get it up anymore and that is why he was so good at. On the contrary: I would be quite happy to share something that precious with a fellow woman. Taiwo isn't just a guy like any other. In our tribe, his family has a proud tradition of producing excellent warriors and leaders, so I'm quite used to other women craving for him." I... I'm not craving..." Ashley instantly tried to defend herself."Please, my white friend," Tency interrupted her, "don't try to fool me or yourself. I know the look of lust in a woman's eyes, and that look was pouring out. "Why?" A black woman in a uniform came to your door an hour ago," he said. "Are you expecting anything." Yes bought a fishing rod from China," I said."Is the timing about right for the delivery?" he asked."Sure, it is about right," I agreed."Okay, do you fish?" he asked."Not yet, but there is a regional reservoir here. I decided to give it a try," I said."Oh that should be nice. I used to fish as a boy," he said."I had an uncle who fished when he retired. He even raised his own worms, at least.