“Stressful time for a mom, I’d imagine. She has a good daughter. Lots of thoughts she was thinking…”“Jay, I know a lot of girls in high scho...l that had a lot of guys. I wasn’t one of ‘em. I don’t want to be the girl who has a lot of guys. I wanna be like Mom. At least that part. I want… I think I want a career outside the home, maybe. But I want ONE husband. Right now, you and me, the kissy… the tease, that’s, like, dating. But that one thing…”“You’re saving for your husband. Whoever he is, I. Now, it seemed to me that the threat in a federal case made it my business, soz I had Jack saddled and was on the trail of the rock-thrower in a matter of minutes.I was on the watch out fer an ambush, since that was the logical way to deal with somebody followin' somebody else. It was only two and a half miles later that I ran into that ambush. Now, I'm sure that my instinct is gonna fail me one of these days, but I'm riding it fer all it's worth 'til that happens. Anyway, I was comin' up on. Girl? Did she say girl? What was happening here? Why couldn't I go backto five minutes earlier and kept my mouth shut. And why couldn't Iresist this black woman now, who had always seemed so meek, sosubservient, even if, as I look back at it now, she more ignored me thanrespected me.I could tell she was not leaving room for arguing. Throwing my book downon the bed, I scrambled to my feet. I stood 6-1, a good four inchestaller than Cali but I now felt smaller. I had never noticed how strongher. The scent of perfume and shampoo hit me; and again that aggravating tingle hit me.“You wanted to see me?”“Yes, come in.”She lead me into the living room, Caitlin was nowhere to be seen. She was likely grounded in her room. My last image of her was with her gangly legs spread, her pussy lips opened and coated with her juice, the thought of which gave my tool another reason to tingle. Hell, given another fifteen minutes, her mother would have caught me with my cock buried in her daughter,.