We both looked at him. "Let's find your mom a man. If she's got a boyfriend, she'll go out more."My face lit up. Claire's didn't. "Won't she just stay...at home with her boyfriend?" Claire asked. "Doing what exactly?" Karl asked."Fucking." both Claire and I said together and the three of us started to laugh."With an ass like that, I bet any man'd love to plow his mom's anus - day or night." Claire said what all of us were thinking."It may be so, but what other option do we have?" I said. That. I enjoyed being her personal assistant, her secretary, her subordinate.And Sean liked it too. She was tired of overbearing white men whothought they were the center of the universe but weren?t because, well,let?s face it, this is just one tiny planet in a very big universewhere questions of color don?t really matter to anyone except for a fewvery small-minded, very needy people who get scared in the face of allthat infinity... but that?s just fear of death, fear if life talking...Me, I don?t. .. useful. Felek dismounted. "Friend Cheikh," he said, reaching into his saddlebag, "may I speak to you off on the side of the road, just for a moment? It will be well worth your time."The Kikker regarded him for a long moment. Yes. Under his rather casual attitude was some steel. Handing the reins to his companion, Cheikh stepped down from the wagon. Felek almost got a good look under the rope kilt, but thankfully the blue and red weave covered just enough. Felek walked off the embankment,. We had a great night's sleep. Vic had handled my morning woody, I had sucked her pussy until she shrieked and we had headed off to the gym for a hard workout, then to a great lunch. Vic had a dinner event she had to attend as part of her job and I was of course invited along. I had no appropriate clothing, so after lunch we headed to a place Vic knew to get me suited up. I’d never owned a good real suit so I was excited and I wanted to fit into Vic’s life. Schmoozing was one of the things she.