“Leave it to me baby,” He tells me in the after glow. On the Sunday after we shaved each pubes, we showered together and anticipated sharing a new...man. “Tell me about the man you have organized for me today baby? Or is it us? Are we both going to have him?,” I ask already aroused at the sexual pleasure I am anticipating.“Us, I want us both to have him. A big surprise for you baby. Mike, one of my gym buddies. We have been talking about you in the showers at the gym. I don’t think he has ever. .. and I was running... to just try to get back to mycell... and... and find my clothes?...?Whoo yew thank yew iz... dese be da bruthas? showers et dis tom uhh duhmo?nin?... end dis bee Mah muthafuckin? neighbuh-hood... yew bee callin?one uhh duh Bruthas in heah uhh fuckin? thief?... witch won wuz it? Jestsay witcha won it wuz... ?n Wee take care of duh sit?ation... but iffenyew bee lyin? ?bout won uhh duh Bruthas bein? uhh thief, den Wee jestbee draggin? yo? nekkid white ass back down tew da. Taking some of my cream, I covered my nipples. She then spread her sweet nectar onto her chest and pulled her suit back over her breasts. I took the rest of my cream and rubbed it on my chest. Slipping my shorts back on, I decided not to wear a t shirt. I went downstairs and noticed it was ten in the morning. I hurried over to clean the pool, hoping that Doris was still there. As I rounded the corner, there she was lying on the lounge chair working on her tan. ‘Good morning, Mrs. Canfield.’ I. She told him all of it; the worst times and that all she had to look forward to, was death from an overdose. Killing herself would have been easy, but the craving for heroine kept her alive for the next hit.During her sad tale, Paul had stroked and caressed Abigail, soothing and supporting her as it unfolded. He paused as she concluded, his hands ceasing movement. She took it as rejection, thinking that he would was too disgusted by the deprivations she had sunk to. She cried, tears coursing.