We had parted on good terms, our affair had come to an end because I changed jobs and it became difficult to meet. There was no rancour, at least not...on my side; so I told her she was still a very sexy woman, and enquired how she felt about me."Well, I did miss you and our love-making for a while, but we cannot live in the past. I still think of you fondly, and hope you fell the same." I couldn't have put it better myself, I often think of our time together, and it still excites me." Carol. ”“Fuck Island?” Traci asked. The imprint of the belts was red on her neck and under her breasts. “Such a better name.”“Yeah? The Toronto fiasco?” Amanda raised an eyebrow.“No.” I shook my head, that was still out of reach. “Wisconsin-Madison.”“Oh, that sorority we drugged?” She laughed. “God, that was ... You’re fun, right? We’re not getting him back are we?”“No.” I answered her second question. That sorority sent a pledge and a graduate every semester to work Fuck Island. “I was just thinking. Ma is ma, yo!”“You right. She said you can talk to her. Go do it.”“Maybe I will.”“Can you believe it though.”“I’m not really thinkin’ ‘bout it,” confessed the eleven year-old Jeramiah. “We ain’t never had a life this good.”“You right, li’l bruh. I guess I need to talk to her.”Rochelle was reading a murder mystery. She was reclined on the chaise lounge across the room from her bed. As she turned a page, she heard a knock at the door.“Who’s there,” the woman asked.“It’s Coree,” the changing voice. " Good." Good?" Yeah. I've seen the way you look at her and I was afraid that you would get too involved and that would cut into my action. Since you didn't click can I take that to mean that you are free tonight?" Yeah, I guess so." What a coincidence, so am I. How about we wake up together tomorrow morning and see if we can't find something to do that will keep us busy the rest of the weekend?"I've spent a ton of time chasing the ladies and I've probably bedded more than my fair share, but I.