I stopped the car and asked her if she wanted a lift to some near place or a common place. Initially she hesitated but then agreed. We were in the car...were I noticed her figure which was unique. She was shorthaired dark lady with 38-28-36. about 5’ 5” tall nice looking purple top and jean pants. Seeing her and missing my wife, I started thinking of getting friendly with her. I started talking how God has been unkind towards us and putting us in such a bad state. She looked at me and we both. It was the single mostaffectionate move Amy had made in months. Flower smiled at herdaughter."Daddy?" she said. She corrected herself. "Flower?" Yes, Miss Amy?" Do you have a boyfriend?" No, Miss Amy. I've told you before. I think men are gorgeous. I'm veryattracted to them. But I'm married to your mother. I don't need aboyfriend." I have one." You do?" Yeah. Jerome. Is it okay that he's black?" Miss Amy, color is not important. The soul is important. Is Jerome anice boy? Does he treat you with. Where was I?" she asked rhetorically with a sly smirk on her face. "Oh yes . . . I had my mouth open and this fantastic COCK inside." She bent over and for a moment wiggled her tongue over the glans and after making the tip all slippery with her spit, she repositioned herself and began to devour his rod, inside her mouth. She pushed her lips down his shaft two inches. "Ahhhhh, Ahhhhhhn! Ahhhhn! Oh, Rachel, oh Rachel!" Sounded like he really liked that . . . she thought. She kept doing it and. It's the smart thing to do."Andy asked, "Would you and Penny help us if we tell our parents tonight?"I looked over at Penny. She nodded yes. "We can do that. You'll tell them tonight?"Andy straightened up. He said quietly, "Yes." Crystal nodded too. We needed a couple more minutes to finish our dinner. We loaded up in my Golf and headed for Paradise. We agreed to tell my parents first. I thought they would be more understanding.Dad was in the living room when we got home. Mom was in the.