I laid her back so that she was lying naked on her back and the lads had a good view of her. Her hand was still on my cock and every now and again gav... it a quick rub. My hand at the same time was touching her up and she spread her legs wide so that I could put my fingers in her and rub her up,she was getting very moist and I had produced pre cum and my knob waslarge and protruding hard on her thigh. I glanced over to the lads and they were still watching very closely so I bent over to. “my niggas all be home soon.”As she entered the tiny room, he flicked on the light that lit up the room brightly. It shone from the ceiling with no lampshade. In the corner was a filthy mattress with no beddings. A big cockroach feasted on Chinese leftovers next to the bedside table, which was a milk-crate. He kicked over a few 40 empty OZ bottles.“This yo furst time with a nigga?”, he asked. He looked her straight in the eye.She meant to say yes; that’s how she rehearsed it. Instead she said. She looked up and realized a couple hours had passed and she finished the few small edits the book needed to be perfect. She smiled when she realized she had enough time to write out the new recipe she wanted to prepare tonight and add to her book. She smiled to herself as she wrote out the recipe:Simple Fruit PiesPreheat the oven to 375°degrees FPut the rack in the middle positionIngredients you will need :1/4 cup of salted butter1 cup whole milk1 cup all purpose flour1 and 1/2 teaspoons. ”“Are you telling me that I created a form of government based on Darwinism?” Ed asked.“Yes. A state in which survival of the fittest is the law of the land,” Jack said. He looked over at Jane and asked, “Did I characterize your time well?”“Somewhat, although we called any state that followed the doctrine established by Taylor a Taylorist state,” Jane answered while glaring at Ed.“You named it after Ed?” Jack asked.“Yes. The opposite of Marxism was Taylorism,” Jane said.“I don’t know what to.