Half 11 rolled around and Jeff signaled to everyone that they were leaving and said their goodbye's. Jeff came and took me outside while she was getti...g her coat, saying nothing, he put his arm around my shoulder and led me to his car. He got in the front and I got in the back. A few minutes passed and Sarah arrived at the car, she also got into the back but didn't sit close. Jeff pulled away from the pub and started the journey home.We arrived at their house in silence, I had no idea what was. The divide between the races, both black and white, glared visually and economically: the boarded buildings, teen-agers loitering the fronts of grocery stores, graffiti on an old brick wall. She knew it a poor section, but it was her section as well, the place she had found herself when she had no place of her own. She could have easily drawn a chalk-line separating the white and black neighborhoods. With a high chin she accepted her African-American neighborhood as her own as it represented. My mother is a house makers . She is 44 years old, 5-2. My father is the Sea Captain for Cargo Ship. He is 58 years old,6-2. Most of his times /works, out of the sea.My mother have a habit sleeping (naped) in the afternoon without undies (underwear). Often coming from school I saw her sleeping in her bedroom with the door wide open and her pussy showing.I was in junior high school and pretty much ignored her, because my mother pretty straight individual. If I done wrong, she will wait for my. The guard looked at Aric strangely.He took in Aric's smiling face and Andrea's sour one and said "hold on a minute. Stand here and don't move."He said something to a guard behind him and the guard ran off in the direction of a large building. Then he returned with a slightly older Guard, dressed better, with him."I'm Aaron, Captain of the Guard, what can we do for you?" he asked.Aric held out his hand."Good morning sir, I'm Aric, this is my lady friend Andrea," at that Andrea blushed and looked.