Lightning flashed high up in distant nimbus cloud columns while gathering our playthings, the other little girl being nearby and helpfully picked up a...so. “Thanks for hanging out with Alyssa,” I started, “you are guys really play together well. What’s your name?” “ Ronnie,” she told me as we started to walk out of the park. “Well, Ronnie, it looks like it’s going to pour any minute. We’re heading home. Will we see you later?” I asked. Our apartment was just down the street, we’d make it in. “How about stripper poker?” blurted out Mandy. “What the fuck Mom??? No way am I letting you play. I’ll play for the family.” Said Richie. “I vote no on that. I don’t want to see you naked in your chair.” I said. “Me either.” Said his Mom. We both laughed at Richie. “I think strip poker a great idea. But you need money more than my clothes. I’m on a pretty could hot streak, tonight as it is. Maybe something else.” I said. Mandy put her right hand under her chin. “Hmmm… What to do. As soon as I stood up I got a sharp pain in my leg from sitting for so long. I stumbled into the pile but caught myself before I fell in. I was ankle deep in feces and didn't realize it though. I took one step and slipped on the crap and splattered face first into the fresh peak of the pile.I laid there for a while with my face in the most disgusting assortment of crap you can think of, hoping it didn't happen. I went to stand and my arms pushed into the mushy shit and I knew. The sad part was,. A quick look Arthur’s way gave me all the permission I needed to take that ebony pole into my hands, and bend down to kiss the head of it. My tongue slipped out to slurp up the drop of pre-cum that was leaking out of the tip. It had a slightly nutmeg-ish taste to it, which I suspected was mostly due to the lipstick I’d smeared on it. But the smell of Zest soap that permeated his crotch area was a welcome fragrance to be sure.“Oh yeah,” it came out of the old black man like a coyote howling at.