“Oh,” she said disappointed. “Is she white?” “Are you white?” I asked her. “My mom wants to know.”“Well, everywhere I’m not pink,�...� she answered and grinned at me.“Is she a nice girl?” Mom asked.“Are you a nice girl?” I asked. My mom wants to know.“What do you think?”“Mom, she is more than nice, she is great.” I continued, “She is not used to being around a bunch of guys though. Her brother looked after her before she came out here to study.”“Oh dear, you treat her like her brother did. Don’t. “OH YES! I have your cock in my pussy. We’re fucking now, aren’t we?”“Yes, and you need to move your sexy ass up and down as I fuck you. Roll your hips like you’re the one with the cock and you’re trying to fuck me.”“OH DAMN! I love this. Can I have some more?”As she looked up at me, Halle moved across the bed and smiled down at her, just before she pressed her lips to Greta’s. They were kissing like lovers when Gail moved over to take the nipple of Greta’s left breast in her mouth.Ginger was. I introduced her as my wife, she stayed at my side, joining in conversations, smiling dutifully at introductions, laughing at jokes.The next Monday at work, I was subjected to an avalanche of questions and comments ranging from "Seriously! Sixteen?" to "Is she pregnant?" to "You old DOG!"And a few "She's quite sweet-looking."I sent her off to school with a sheaf of documentation as to her new marital status. Seeing her dressed for school in the morning before I headed out to the plant, well, it. The doctor told her to be careful, or miss the party.Tracy told mom everything was fine, and they headed to the d**gstore to get the prescription filled. Tracy knew that Taylor would be there, and made it a point to talk with her. Mom now knew that Taylor was dating me. I thought this was good, very good. Mom now knew I was dating, and maybe it would take some suspicion away from Tracy, and me.I was having sex with Tracy almost every day. I went to the d**g store to buy more condoms. Taylor was.