"Aunt Sue sat down on the edge of his bed."Don't worry about it, Teddy, your sister is a show-off, and those men down there are just dirty beasts inte...ested only in tits and asses." But I'm interested in tits and asses too, Aunt Sue. Does that make me a dirty beast?" Of course not, you're a darling young boy. And believe it or not, some women prefer young boys to grown men." She reached out and stroked his blond hair."Is that right?" Teddy asked, excited. "I wish I knew such a woman. I'm so. Once again, I shook the thoughts out of my head and we started talking again. Our food came, we ate in almost complete silence, and when we were finished, she paid the bill telling me it was her treat. I was invited back to her place for dessert, we both got into separate cars and I followed her to her house, which was not far from the restaurant. We went into the house, she offered me wine and we continued to talk. She told me at one point that she was getting uncomfortable if she slips into. To a black girl growing up in those times, I couldn't help but feel submissive to her. She quickly discovered my willingness and took advantage of it for the rest of my freshman year." So you liked it?" I said critically.She didn't speak, only nodding her head and looking at her hands."Mom, what are you two doing in this last picture? Why is she sitting on your face?" I was..." Mother looked like she was going to throw up, "orally stimulating her?" What's that?" I asked naively."I was. But, that’s not what worries me.’ ‘What’s the bad news,’ I asked. Manstir jumped in: ‘It was my knife.’ I thought for a second…then spoke, ‘so she stole your knife, stabbed you, then stabbed me. Case closed, right?’ ‘Not quite,’ Gibalev said. ‘Remember, you were stabbed first. That means that the bitch stole Manstir’s knife…stabbed you, and then went back to bait him with the bedroom antics.’ ‘One more thing worries me though,’ Manstir said. I gave him an inquisitive look. He answered, ‘The.