Sally's marriage crumbled before Gina's did and the two women got back in touch and met occasionally for a drink that was usually followed by sex.Late... still, Gina's marriage collapsed and Sally actually got Gina a job at the place where she worked. They might have embarked on a full-blown lesbian affair but Gina had a still very young Ryan to bring up and she devoted her time to him. The women still had very occasional sex though but their relationship got a bit strained because Sally was. “Oh yes, baby! Fuck your little white bitch,” she begged.“Oh yeah!”Erick wasn’t incredibly turned on by the racial stuff, but the sex was good. He pounded her fluffy derriere like the dime store whore she was dressed up to resemble.“It feels so good, daddy,” purred the senior citizen.“You’re a little slut, aren’t you?”“Yes. Yes I am,” she admitted.“I know. And I’m fucking you like you’re a whore!”“Oh my god! Yes! I’m a white whore for your big Black cock!”“You like big Black cock, bitch,” he. I already had two of them. I giggled at the thought, but stopped almostat once. Only girls giggle. I was Jack Barnes. Jack Barnes didn'tgiggle.There was only one thing to do. I'd have to go out and get a steak. Anda beer. I knew of a great place in Scottsdale that served big, thick,juicy steaks and the coldest beer in the Valley of the Sun. I looked atthe clock. It was nearly five. I could beat the crowd and get a steak,get out and be back home in no time. That way, I wouldn't have to appearas. It couldn’t have been ten minutes before I saw Tiff emerge from the aisle. She was still dressed in my shirt and the black g-string, and still looked amazing even in the dim light. Without a word, and without removing the shirt, she laid down on the bed next to me, pressing her back into my side.For a few minutes, we just laid there, almost perfectly still. I don’t know what was going through her mind, but I was completely unsure what would happen or even what I wanted to happen, so I was.