It’s been four years.”“You ain’t had none in four years,” Tyrone asked in amazement.“I didn’t say that,” grinned Taffy.“So you got a...other man now then?”“No. I’m single.”“So, when was the last time?”“I don’t know. Like 5 months ago.”“Who with?”“You ask a lotta questions, Tyrone.”“I’m inquisitive,” he smirked.“I see. ““So who was he?”“Just a guy I been knowing for a minute. Why?”“Like I said I’m inquisitive.”“Okay,” giggled Taffy.“Them two niggas back there be wantin’ to smash.”“You’re. The group that had heard Gazza’s remarks earlier that day started to wonder if Gazza and Bette were the servants of the flickers. They had been watching them work with the flickers all day and they had seen Basil’s counting trick earlier. They all wondered just how smart the flickers actually were; after all, they were in college.“Sir, didn’t Dean Mitchel tell you why the flickers were coming to school with us?” Gazza had to ask.“No ... no, he didn’t. Professor Gibbs was supposed to take you. And fast or slow, hard or soft, it was intense, because that’s how our feelings were. At last we rolled onto our backs, gasping for breath. ‘Can you stay the night?’ ‘Yes. I have my clothes in the next room and my toiletries and makeup, so I can go straight from here to work.’ ‘I’ll have to get a bigger mirror for you to use.’ ‘No need. I set up my vanity table in there, along with my padded stool.’ ‘What’s your mother going to think about this?’ ‘Who do you think helped me move all my stuff?’. She slipped her arms out of her sleeves. Seizing the opportunity, he planted a series of gentle kisses on her back, beginning with the base of her hairline and casually moving further down her back. As he reached her bra, he deftly unclasped it and continued with his kisses.She gave a half-hearted protest, that he was turning her on too much, too soon. "That's totally unfair! Give me that." She took the wooden box, stood up, and placed it on the nightstand. As she stood up, her gown succumbed.