I never abandoned you. I told you what you had to do and here you are. Then how is that youre here now with me, if you can no longer reach me through ...reams? Aye, that is an easy answer. The veil between our worlds is practically nonexistent here. When you crossed that threshold, your soul called out to me, plucking me from my world, bringing me to yours. I am as close to you as I have ever been. This is not a dream, but rather an alternate reality, so to speak. You and I are together in. The problem with that was that once they got past the class, she quickly became a non-person again.She thought that had changed in her second year of college when she met Benjamin Meyers, who had proposed marriage six months after they’d been introduced to each other at her sister’s wedding. Ben had seemed nice enough, so she had said yes. It hadn’t hurt that they’d been sleeping together since a month after they’d met. Still, it hadn’t taken long after they’d made it official for her to. The thought of me helping her fuck her dad, however she wanted me to help was turning me on. Deep down this is what I always wanted, to see Sam fuck Beth and to be a part of it. “…But first Amy, before you help me fuck my dad, I want to see what he likes about you so much. Stand up and strip for me, I want to see the tits my dad sucks on and the pussy he loves fucking so much.” I stood up, feet from where Beth was sitting and unbuttoned my blouse, letting it fall to the floor, exposing my bra. But some of the competition made me forget my liberal and anti-racist upbringing and sometimes I would look at things from a racial point of view. The competitiveness of some black guys would make me want to compete likewise and this led in junior high and high school to sometimes fierce competition and even some racist thoughts. I think the competition was natural for young guys but it did seem to gravitate around race because we had different styles and cultures. It seemed like we would.