‘Well, no,’ he said, ‘I guess not. I tell you what, though. When you find that boyfriend of yours, you tell him there’s men knows better than ...o drop you off in the middle of nowheres, if it ain’t to your likin’.’ ‘Thanks,’ said Sarah. Paul was a good man. Sarah had intended to call a taxi, and go to the bus station, and buy a ticket to Dallas. So she was surprised when her mother answered the phone. ‘Baby, are you okay? Where are you? Everyone has been so worried…’ And then Sarah thought that. That was two months ago. A lot had happened in those twomonths. Now I sat waiting for Jamal to speak with me. He walkedup, stark naked.The first thing I saw were his huge brown feet next to me. I looked up athis long muscular legs. How could I miss the seven inchflaccid dick, thickas a flashlight and the ball sack that looked like it hadoranges in it. Itwas fucking obscene. His stomach was hard and tight. His ass was one ofthose round tight nigger bubble butts. His chest welldefined with. "She's a sound sleeper," the woman said, nodding at her daughter."Is she?" I said. She raked her hair back. It fell nearly to her waist."Um," she said, putting down her brush and turning to welcome me in her arms. We kissed gently and at some length. I pulled her onto my lap and my free hand explored her body starting at her knee and working its way north under her gown."He's been dead nearly half a year," she said, her head on my shoulder, my hand in the middle of her back."You're still in. Your tongue goes on. Finally, I slightly give away as my muscles lose a little tension and my breathing becomes whole. Moans trapped inside leash out. My body is quivering and convulsing as I’m screaming my orgasm. Your tongue continues as your hands hold my hips. My moans fill the room, echoing off the walls and back at you. I quietly moan a few times before collapsing to the bed. My body lay limp with the occassional jerk from a wave of pleasure. Your tongue back inside your mouth, you stay.