His face turns bright red. "Oh, Stevie, yourembarrassed, don't be. I masturbate almost everyday". Steve looks ather quickly "Then why won't you let me...make love to you"? Carol looksat him and slowly smiles. "I told you. I'm not that kind of girl".She leans in and whispers in his ear as she traces the outline of hishard cock."So what do you use when you do it"? "Hand lotion"? "Vaseline"? Stevestares ahead silent. "Oh come on" she teases, "I'll tell you if youtell me"? Steve swallows, "I use hand. Veronica is the first to sit up. “Are you alright? I’m so sorry!”“No, no,” the woman says. “It was my fault, I wasn’t paying attention.”“No it was...” Veronica begins until the silver haired beauty turns toward her. She is totally captivated by the woman. Her lips, her nose, her eyes are all perfect and flawless. It takes a moment for her to find her voice again. “My name is Veronica Martins.” She offers her hand to the woman.The woman smiles and then laughs and shakes her hand. “It’s nice to. Sam just nodded, like me he was ex-military and no stranger to dealing with awkward customers."Once dealt with, you owe me and Emma a visit," he said."Bringing my Lady, her friend and the girls down to meet your family, I promise," I said with a slight smile."Good, because if they all look like young Laurel here then my lads will be thrilled," Sam chuckled."Well, they take after their Mum, thank God," I chuckled. "But Nancy, the friend, is a hell of a looker too." Nancy might not come, Dad,". They moved in and set up house, finding a town some miles away that was in the opposite direction from the town where the KKK families lived. Sammy stocked up on supplies at the local store there. He was careful to act submissively to the white merchants, just as the local blacks did; not wanting to draw attention to his northern roots. The other men stayed out of that town, not wanting it known that there were suddenly three black newcomers around.The next hot summer day found the men at the.