The next moment she was afraid he would leave. Abby lay frozen under the sheets and stared at the dark figure, trying not to blink her eyes in case he...was a dream after all. Abby no longer trusted herself to tell whether something was real or not. She liked the look of him: those broad shoulders, the narrow hips, the nonchalant way he leaned against the wall. She wondered what he wanted. She did not have any precious possessions, except for her maidenhood. If he wanted it, she would give it to. I found it difficult to decide what I should be doing in order to get ready so that my wife could fuck a black man. Sue decided that if she had to wait around, she might as well take advantage of the unusually warm day. She changed into a bikini top, what last year was a rather conservative top, now showed much of her ample cleavage. I wondered if the top got smaller or she got bigger and figured that she must have blossomed more that I realized in one year. The bottoms must not have fit. I craved cock a lot after that but never really got anything else. I cruised a local gay bar a few times and never really got picked up. One older guy was staring at me for hours and never had the sense to buy me a drink or start a conversation. I loved the trannys at the club and thought at the time that my ultimate fantasy was to get fucked by a guy that looked like a girl. That never happened but I never really got anyone interested in me enough to go have sex.A bunch of stupid shit happened. They married right out of high school. The day after their honeymoon, he went into the fire academy and became a firefighter. For twelve years she waited for him to come home from the station after shift. Each time he did, she would breathe a small prayer of thanksgiving.One night there was a knock on her door. When she saw the black SUV in the drive, she knew the dreadful day had arrived. She became numb. She saw the Chief’s mouth moving but she never heard what he had said. Her life as she.