Thinking about it, I hadn’t heard a peep from that voice since my visit to Clarissa’s grave.I’m not sure this girl was just my type though. My t...pe was usually at least slightly friendly and typically had fantastic smiles. And in the first month or so of our patronage of Jak’s I don’t think I saw this girl smile once. In fact, she seemed like a right miserable cow.She was, it turned out, the daughter of Jak’s owners, Terry and Jacqueline Thomas. Jacqueline (or Jak for short) usually served us. The dance was a quadrille and Jessie and I were in the same set. While he and I were standing side by side waiting for the women to come across, he said, "Cindy turned me down. She said I was too much a brother to her to be more. That was her only answer. I wonder if she will ever marry. I do still have her for a friend, though. Oh well, marriage with her was too much for me to hope for."The women came across and swung into our arms. Cindy smiled up at me when we did the right hand left. Around. We had smoked some really good bud and were totally stoned and went driving around. I was 24 yrs old and she was 22 yrs old. She had dark hair, brown eyesand was a bbw. Her breasts were quite large and she had big brown nipples which were quite suckable. She didn't shaveher pussy because I like a bush and her dark pubic hair couldn't totally cover her dark meaty pussy lips. (Just letting you know so it makes the story easier later on..lol). As we drove around we lit the one hitter and got even. She went to the toilet, freshened herself, checked her make-up. She adjusted her push-up bra to reveal her cleavage. As instructed, Rohan reached the 6th-floor corridor. Covered in borrowed perfume, he wore a black jacket with black pants and a white shirt. 6 foot 3 inches, revealing the top of his hairy muscular chest, he looked hot.There was nobody on this floor. It gave Rohan a scary feeling. Yet, he patiently waited because the fruit he was getting was nothing compared to this.