”. He stopped as I slowly stood up.“Don’t. Call. Me. That” I said slowly. “Don’t you fucking dare call me missy”“I’ll do whatever......��. The words coming out of his mouth tailed off as I started to walk around the table towards him. I was fucking furious that this jumped up little man could have the cheek to call me missy.I walked right up to him. We were face to face. Toe to toe. His face was now almost white as a sheet.“Don’t you fucking EVER call me that. In fact you will NEVER call me. “Chrissy, I think you shouldthink this over.” “Think nothing. I get just as wet as the black girls her. Iheard you call Carmen your brown sugar. I think you need some cream.” She approached and leaned me against the cash register. Shekissed hesitantly at first her thin lips on my full ones. I enjoyedthe sensation of her tongue on mine, her hand roamed to my engorgedand erect penis and I pulled away. Protesting weakly. “You’ve had toomuch. You don’t have to be here,” Dexter said.“I figured you’d be busy with the kids and all, so I came in to clear out some of the e-mails,” Eric answered.“Why not just do it from home?” Dexter asked.It seemed to be a waste of time to drive to his apartment just for a few e-mails. Eric grinned upon hearing the question.He asked, “Are you giving me a ‘home office’ stipend?”“Huh?”“Are you going to help defray the cost of having a ‘home office’?” Eric asked.“I hadn’t thought about it,” Dexter. ”“Your room is almost as big as the apartment we lived in before we moved to our house!”“You should see my parents’ room. It’s huge! Let’s go find Jesse and Kristina.”“Where are your other brothers?”“Matthew and Michael live with Aunt Elyse and her boyfriend now, but they’ll be here later. Albert is in England visiting his girlfriend.”“Do you have a boyfriend?”I laughed, “No. Do you have a girlfriend?”“There’s a girl I like at school, but she’s not interested.”“We’re only twelve and Dad says.