Ex-con. But I didn't do it. Yeah, I know, everybody says that. So forget it: just call me an ex-con. Black. OK, now you've got me pegged, right?But I ...ot out and I'm staying out. Got a good job, driving and doing odd jobs for some interior designers, the Sugarbakers. Going to school.That's it. Back to the story.The day did not start out very good. I was supposed to play some basketball with Big Rodney, Big Arthur and some other guys I met in prison. Yeah, pretty much everybody I met in prison. “Oh come off it Linds, I know you’ve been on the pill for over a year! And you’ve told me how good it feels when he does it. I just wanna see it again.”My darling little lover then hiked her thigh across my hips, raised herself up, and settled down onto my cock. As always she was tight, wet, and heavenly. I held her ass in my hands and Kimmie rolled onto her side and started to masturbate as she watched us. Linda sitting almost upright as she rode me, my cock visibly entering and exiting her. I saw her and asked her sorry again. She understood that it was by mistake and just smiled at me and told me it’s okay.We had our breakfast and me and Ayesha left at around 10.30 to find a new place for me. She was again dressed to kill. She was wearing a black kurta and leggings and was looking fucking hot. She again started smoking her cigarettes while driving and after roaming for about 2-3 hours with the broker we were finally able to get a PG. I paid the deposit to the owner of the PG and. "Do you think you I could learn to ride the quad bike? If I am going to be helping out around here I don't want to walk everywhere," asked Dave as they ate. "Sure, straight after breakfast we'll go down to the shed," Drew answered. They stacked the dishes then unchained the dog. Drew gave Dave a run down on the bikes controls after he had started it to warm the engine, put a helmet on and then he watched him ride off. Dave told Tess everything he and Dave had done that morning. He left nothing.