He said nothing. She kissed him again, this time on the lips. “Well I certainly did.” She told him. “And Mike did too.” His stomach churned wi...h her taunt. “Just one thing left for you to do now.” She told him as she stood up and removed her panties. Jeff didn’t need to be told what was coming next. She gave him a long wicked smile and turned around before straddling the table. Looking up he watched her slowly lower herself down upon his face; it was the final humiliation. As her wet, sticky. That afternoon he learned another interesting fact. When his parents decided to replace the old family furniture with the expensive items currently decorating their house, his grandmother secretly rented a storage unit to keep the heirlooms his father had planned to throw out. Mr. Schmidt was unaware that the old family furniture had not been hauled to the dump, but instead was safely sitting in storage, waiting for Jason or Cassie to retrieve at some point in the distant future.Jason had never. Any otheruse is strictly prohibited unless approved by the author. Comments arewelcome at [email protected] sat behind her desk at the nurses' station rubbing her roundedstomach. She was near the end of her first trimester of being pregnant. She had no idea who the father was and didn't really care. Most women ofcolor were in a similar position at one time or another as she was.Obviously from the timing, it had to be either LeRoy or Bootsie. Stillshe didn't really care.. " M. Gerard pulled a old worn wallet from the pocket of his old brown suit and removed a much creased photograph."When we first met," he said. Michelle recognised her old publicity photograph, when her hair was straight, not her trademark frizzy look, and when a Tee shirt and Hot Pants had been her chosen attire not three thousand dollar designer dresses."Certainly Jean-Paul, I mean Monsieur Gerard." the woman said and blushed."I shall take these to the Laundry," M.Gerard announced as he.