We’re living in the best of times right now. The rest of America suffers but we secretly rejoice. We’re finally standing on our own two feet. And ...e’re prepared to battle any challenge the universe throws our way. Nature made us strong. And we will constantly remind others of their genetic inferiority. How can we feel the way we do? America is caught in the grip of the worst economic problem in history. We’re at perpetual war and can’t declare victory or come home. The rest of the world hates. I could not understand what was happening, when she suddenly said, “bhaiyya, is there a bone in your stomach? Because it is touching between my thighs and I am feeling funny”, and got down from me. I did not know what to say, as I was so embarrassed and ashamed that I had got an erection in front of my little sister. While I was thinking what story should I make up to make her understand, I felt her hand over my penis. She held it and said “ bhaiyya, why do you have bone near your thigh, I did. I knew she was being very descriptive just for me and it worked my little dick was rock hard as I thought of my wife laying there legs spread in a stranger's apartment offering her pussy that was supposed to belong only to me to a black man. I was imagining him clmbing between her thick white thighs and her having her eyes glued on his huge black cock knowing it was soon going to be inside her. She said she told him she was a happily married woman and knew she shouldn't be doing this but she. I suppose I should describe that part of house a little more at this point. Like I said, Davis' mom was a high school teacher, and single parent, so she wasn't rich. Their house was small. Their mom had her own bathroom off from her bedroom. The other bathroom opened off the den for guests, but had a second door that opened to Davis' room. People were supposed to keep the doors closed and knock before entering, but you always had to be prepared for one or other of the doors to be left open..