..that seems lame should I...she opened her arms for a hug, and I did the same, a real solid squeeze to let her know I was happy to see her. "Have you...been waiting long" Nope maybe 5 mins. What can I get ya"She wanted a green tea, so I ordered the same. After we got our tea's she said lets go for that walk. I said I'm right behind ya.When we got outside she quickly turned to me with a big grin and asked how I like her hair. LOVE IT, and thanks!!!! I told her how amazing she looked and that. Now I’m starting to understand why we can’t advance as a people. America has a strong Black man serving as the forty-fourth President of the United States. The Republic of Canada’s Governor-General, a person with more power than the Prime Minister, happens to be a black woman. Yet black men and black women in both America and Canada can’t seem to get their shit together. We should unite, damn it. Black men and black women everywhere should show each other more love and appreciation. We go. " Wenn replied.She nodded slowly. "True." She said. "Perhaps I will wish him to not back off." Okay, okay." Wenn said. "Before we start really arguing. It's a bit larger than most." He said.Crissa nodded. "I suspected as much." She replied, her face adopting, now, an expression of satisfaction.He looked at her a long moment. "Yours was the first I'd seen, as well." He said.She looked at him. "A town boy, and you've not seen a woman's privates?" She gaped slightly. "I don't believe you. From. Something make her stomach muscle tighten. Something made her feel like she needed to pee. And when Olivia was shaking her head to her own thoughts, grunting and hissing, the headmistress had noticed the change in her brassy student’s attitude. - Keep your act together, girl! - she taunted. She glanced over Olivia’s sore, reddened butt and decided it needed a fast corrective round. - Or do I need to smack you right where it would hurt the most?- N- ngh-... o- oh- owww-aaaahhh-my gaawd! -.