”I snorted with derision. “Well, when you put it like that, Jess…” I said sarcastically.She sighed exasperatedly. “I knew you wouldn’t und...rstand. I should never have told you.”Unfortunately, I did understand. Nevertheless, I sat purse-lipped and disapproving while my thirty-eight-year-old girlfriend unveiled her desire to fondle her sixteen-year-old son’s tackle.I met Jessie Newman in the summer of 2005. A few months later I moved in with her and her son Tommy. The fact she had a son from a. “BITCH I’LL FUCKIN’ MURDER YOU! COME AT ME, HOMIE! I’LL FUCK YOU ALL THE WAY UP!”“CAVANAGH!” yelled Mr. Gaston, now starting to pull me away from him. “That’s enough! Calm your ass down! Lattimore, go to the security office NOW. I shall meet you in there.”Two other security guards who had come with him escorted Stanley away, while the students all around us yelled at him.“That was fucked up, nigga!”“You lucky that white boy ain’t beat yo ass!”“Just watch! He gone fuck you up next time he sees. 3 The next few days were chaotic for Prince Jaseth. Between his courtly, and Captainly duties, and prepperations for his coming of age cerimonies, he barely had any time to sleep, let alone satisfy Avrin, Te, or Cassha. Cassha had shown up and just never left & with her tallented pussy Jaseth had no problem with that. The morning of his cerimony he was in that state between asleep and awake, when someone grinding their crotch against his morning wood nudged him towards waking. "MMMMM," He. A chance conversation in the bathroom had drawn her into a group of other tourists, making for a grand evening. Still more than a little tipsy – and glad she’d taken a cab – she returned to her room wearing a smile that just wouldn’t go away. For the first time in years – since the divorce, really – she felt social and attractive. Moments after dropping her purse on the night stand, she walked over to the window. The pool was open 24 hours, but she didn’t see anyone. The lapping water shimmered.