I placed my hands on her shoulders, and she looked at me like the devil himself, and said, “Take your fucking hands off me boy.”I was so fuckin sc...red, my hands dropped off her. She continued, “There are some rules,” she closed her eyes for a couple of seconds and then opened them wide and continued, “Okay… just one rule black boy. You can cum in my mouth, I’ll swallow. You can cum in my pussy, that’s fine. You can spray my whole body with your cum, I’ll massage it in. BUT… Stay away from my. She seemed to not care. Indeed, she seemed to want to bethe center of attention. And yet, her eyes were focused entirely uponJasmine, transfixed by the vision of Jasmine's tough, hard Africanbody.What happened next was beyond my imagination. If I had not seen itwith my own eyes, I could have never pictured it. Her hands firmly onCarla's shoulders, Jasmine directed Carla to the dance floor, ontoher knees. Carla continued to rock and sway as she knelt beforeJasmine, who towered over her. Jasmine. " Okay, well, I was in a car accident recently, and I lost some of mymemory. I'm calling because you're listed in my address book under Momand Dad. Do you have any idea why that may be?" Frank askedimpatiently."No and don't call here again," the woman said and hung up.Frank looked up the phone number on his laptop and sure enough hisparent's names were listed. Unfortunately, they were on the other sideof the country. He would to have to fly to get there to figure out whatwas wrong.Rebecca. Even when he was away she never called him, something was wrong. I want everyone quiet now! he shouted. He watched as everybody dropped everything and looked at him with serious faces. He understood he rarely shouted at them and when he did it was serious business. Whitman put her through the intercom now! he commanded. Right away sir, Whitman said in a grave tone. He stood up and braced himself on the edge of the rounded table and waited for her to come through. He looked around and saw look.