It was a bit lonely, eating alone, so used you were to your three siblings and mother being at the dinner table with you, but your plate was quickly c...eared away and Emilia surprised you by wishing you farewell and good luck with your new home."What," you exclaim, shocked your aunt's faithful maid wouldn't stay on to help you. "But... how will I manage this place on my own? I'm only nineteen years old, y'know! I'm not even done college yet!" I understand, sir, but the late Mistriss Alysson left. WRONG again! That was almost 6 months ago, Linda still doesn't know I know, but she will not be able to keep it secret for much longer. You see, Linda is five months pregnant. Its definitely not mine. She's said to me that there must have been something wrong with one of my rubbers and that's how I got her pregnant. I, of course, know better. I know that it's definitely black. Since that first time, I have watched her many times with her black lover. Its painful for me to watch and I don't know. This is how I liked my women in college. Emily shook her hair out of her face, cocked her head back, and took a swig. She offered the wine to me once, but I shook my head. I bounced her up and down with one hand squeezing her stomach from the side of her torso. I wanted her more focused on fucking and less focused on drinking. With my other hand I reached in to the space between our genitals and rubbed at the upper part of her clit with two fingers, the part that had escaped penetration by my. She told him, "It's going to be alright, Chet. We let it get out of hand, but we made sure we began to be careful. I'm not pregnant and I'm not going to be. We can decide how we'll handle this when we're both eighteen. It won't be that long."Chet said, "I know that I was going to college and Monique was going to go to school to become an actress. I think what she wants has changed."Monique said, "Oh yeah, a lot has changed. I know I want to be a farmer's wife now. Chet's wife, that is. I really.