"All right, beyond what a man your age should know." Hey, I didn't hear you complain."Again she burned with embarrassment. "I'm ... not complaining. Y...u ... that is, I have to admit you are fantastic. But you don't learn that in a sex ed class. At least I HOPE you don't."He laughed. "Word gets around and I pay attention. I've also done some reading."That was not exactly a lie. He had sought out some information on his own even though most of what he had learned had been from Trent."Well, when. Are you sure you don’t want to throw your support behind some select candidates?”“Yeah. I’m sure.” I took a deep breath. Of all my girlfriends, Nanette probably knew better than anyone that something was bothering me. She ran with me in the mornings and I hadn’t been going easy, even though I’d never run another high school footrace again. “Um ... It seems it isn’t as obvious to anyone else as it is to me, but the president fucked us up.”“Jacob?” Em said. “We got exactly what we wanted, didn’t. " he said with authority.I turned to see Rashad standing there in a pair of stretchy shorts and a muscle tee, both in black. They looked like his workout shorts and I lost my breath as I saw him. There was pretty brown haired girl standing behind him holding his gym bag. "Oh, h-h-h-hi." I stuttered so nervously."I like what I see." the black stallion said with a stern face."Oh, uh thanks. Thank you." I replied softly. Rashad turned to the white girl behind him."Bitch, go inside and get changed.. In my mind I kept reliving the scenes that had been created in my imagination as I read the descriptions of her doing with Sam in her diary. I could see Sam's cock pumping into the child that must have been my wife then. It was even possible for me to clearly imagine him grunting while he was fucking her and worst of all, I knew that she was loving every second of it since she had written it down.The more that my mind kept focusing on these scenes, the angrier I felt but at the same time, much.