Why did everything always happen to him? Did God hate him so damn much? A sudden lurch of rage and self loathing bit into him deeply. If the would cou...d have caused a physical wound, he would have bled to death. Standing, Kell began to pace in the saloon. Why couldn’t he have been there for her? Why the hell couldn’t he have been there? Bile and hated boiled up inside his throat. A sudden image flooded his mind as he stood. His mother sitting on the edge of his bed when he was seven. He’d had. .. yes! I’ve never experienced anything like you. You’re so big... you made me feel things I’ve never felt before. I’ve never had sex like that.“Well, next week you’re going to have all the BBC you want. This customer of mine is big. He’s bigger than me and he really likes white girls like you. I’ve told him about you and I’ve showed him pictures of you and girl, he’s ready. He’s going give you a ride!”NO Marvin! I’m not going to do this! I’m not going to fuck your customer!“Listen. The first thing I really noticed was she had beautiful firm strawberry colored nipples. I don't ever recall seeing that before. Brown, pink, even almost white. But never strawberry. They looked delicious!I guess she caught me looking at her breasts because the conversation quickly turned to breasts. She remarked that she was annoyed because earlier in the day she had been talking to a young man that just (supposedly) took a cold can of soda and placed it against her nipple. She said she jumped. My sister became a semi-permanent fixture in the house (she was on public school vacation) and my father, who regularly made three-nights-a-week treks out of town, stayed much closer to home during the holiday break.Then we got over the Christmas and New Year's hurdle (Carla and I spoke on the phone on Christmas Eve, Christmas Day and had a wonderful mutual masturbation session in the wee hours of New Year's morning). At that point, my sis Lisa grew restless and started spending more and more.