No girl would cut their hair likeyou did and no girl would dress like you do."Diego gave her an angry look, asking, "What's wrong with my clothes andh...ir?" She smiled and added a swift, "They make your muscles show." Shepointed at his arms which had signs that his biceps were getting biggerfrom the workouts which caused him to smile and hug her. She grinnedback, she set him up for that which he greatly appreciated.The three Elizas left soon after, letting the four guys enjoy theirevening. Diego. "That's a good job. Your mother will be proud ofyou", "Tell him you are proud of him Suzy, like a good mother".But my mother was too sad to be able to talk, I was amazed to see my mother,she was still sitting in this up straight position, not moving just looking atme, trying to say "I am sorry" with her eyes. Marta signed meto come forward to her "Let me check you, boy", and I walked like aduck with my pants around my ankles. I think she liked it be cause she startedto laugh her evil laugh.. Genevieve began to shake for real. She was so turned on by what he was doing. Her whole body was in tune with his.Jared slipped one finger and then a second inside her, as his tongue massaged her swollen clit. It was more than she could take. She shook harder and cried out.“Oh my Gods Jared, don’t stop!”He thrust his fingers and guided her through her first orgasm. With shuddering breaths she opened her eyes. “Wow.”“Wow?” Jared laughed. “That’s it?”“No words” she sighed. “Come here. I want you. He hated her husband, too, who would demand sexual favors or withhold her paycheck and he wasn’t even in the painting. He hated their snotty-nosed, spoiled c***dren who weren’t depicted either but somehow he just knew that they had loved and adored this Black woman until such time as they had been told that Blacks were inferior, then they would taunt, tease, and humiliate her as only c***dren of privilege could do. He could read the entire story with just that one image. Rod couldn’t believe.