She was a perky brunette, with short spiky hair dyed blue. It gave herthe look of sass, an attitude she dropped when the the bedroom doorsopened. But ...he kissed nice, and she could go for hours. And she wasn'tshy. Public sex turned her on. Black women turned her on.Samantha returned from the kitchen. She handed Widow her cup, then kneltand held her saucer, a human coffee table. She looked up at Widow withthe look of total amazement. How could this beauty pick her? Out of allthe girls in the. ‘I love you so much.’ Jen said, unbuttoning her shirt. ‘Mother! I’m your son!’ Danny said, starting to freak out. ‘Come on! It would be good for both of us…’ Jen smiled, tossing her shirt away. She wasn’t wearing any bra. Danny blushed slightly at the sight of his mother’s ample breasts. ‘No mother! It’s wrong, get off me!’ Danny pushed her. She fell back onto her bed and laughed loudly. ‘Such a…a strong man! I’m getting really hot!’ Jen said, squirming herself out of her sweat pants. She. He looked toward the window. Through the light of the setting sun he could see that something was out there! He went to it.Hepzibah was looking back at him through the grimy glass, a toothy grin on her face."Shit!" He quickly opened the window and let her in. "How'd you get out there? I'm on the fourth floor!" Mon-day!" She said in her harsh voice as he closed the window and turned to her. She was right in front of him now, sniffing. She nibbled her lower lip, the universal sign of sexual. He shook his head when he found none and then surveyed her naked form. "Damn," he whispered as he saw the pooled blood and fluids between her slightly spread thighs.He noted a pile of clothes beside the naked body. Someone has taste, he thought as he stood.Carefully he walked over toward Mandy. As he drew near, he followed the crane's cables, hoping to figure out where to go to lower it. He had just spotted the controls when he heard the crane hook creak.Mandy launched her feet forward and both.