"Yes damn it, I know you didn't blackmail him, because that punk was acting like he won the lottery or something." She said.Not wanting to implicate C...rl in anything, I slightly modified my story to say that I hired a look alike to pose as Coach Cox. The rest of what I told her was essentially the truth. She absolutely loved the story, and was practically giddy when I finished telling it. I reminded her that she needed to file his drop out papers with the state as soon as possible, so that he. "Don't. Don't even think that. You were just mad. Mental abuse is different, so don't even think that."He didn't answer her."I think I saw that talk show too," she said, trying to make him feel better. "It was like, neo-nazis who abuse their wives mentally, and then they sleep with their best friend's parents or something... "That made him laugh."See, I forgive you. Because I love you. And we didn't do anything, I swear we didn't," she persisted."I know," he sighed. "It just, you don't. I ordered a cup of Turkish black coffee.Sani went over to collect it. “Dear, there isn’t a need to, the waiter will send it.” I said.Sani was mumbling something like he doesn’t want to trouble the waiter, so I said sure fine. He came back after a while and served me my coffee.“Thank you, Sani.” I said before sipping the coffee. It does taste a little odd, but being a naive person, I drank the whole cup slowly, while watching the lush beautiful greenery and flowers ahead. The Botanic Gardens,. She had changed and so had Tex.His tongue slurped over that red tip that now peeked out its sheath.With each slurp his black bollocks swung between his pink flanks. It mesmerised her. On previous occasions at home, Pamela had to halt what her mother called, "his rude habit". Yet her father jovially called it natural animal instinct and that pleased Pam.Texs thingy had played on Pam's mind of late and this moment was her chance. There was no one at home; just the two of them in the bedroom.Pam.