I knew what he ment this time. We arrive at the place I was kinda surprised but there were mostly black people there the food was good the music loud ...Jerome dance with and a couple other men ask me to dance as they did there hands rub my butt and touch my breast my nipples were rock hard as these guys dance with me Jerome had slip away and made a phone call I would find out later to my husband my husband had rented us a room and told Jerome the room number the door would be unlocked and my. The news that Darnell wasn’t coming home changed Hayden. Darnell was his best friend, a kind soul. He’d been drafted but went into the medical corps. It was so unfair that he was out there trying to save lives when his was taken. Hayden didn’t get drafted because he was a farm boy and was classified as II-C, an agricultural worker. It wasn’t a false claim. His father had depended on him since he was old enough to drive a tractor. Most days—at least during spring to fall—he worked on the farm. Maureen accepted it. This picture was in color! It was the same little girl. She was sitting in a wheelchair, Maureen’s old wheelchair, only the little girl was so small the chair dwarfed her. The little girl’s pallid complexion, her wan look, the frailty of her countenance betrayed everything, a million fears, ten million unspoken emotions, and pain. Maureen could see the pain in her face!Maureen knew now it was her! She was shocked and angry! Angry with her mother for showing her all this. "I'm sorry," I said.He grinned at me. "You didn't hurt me." You're sure?" Uh-huh. It felt good all over." He reached and unhooked my bra. "Let me show you."Taking a step back I let my bra drop the floor and watched as he lowered his mouth to my left breast. Instead, of going for the nipple which was erect and tingling, he brushed his lips all around the soft flesh of my B-cup and worked his way inward. By the time he touched my pink bud with his tongue I was aching between my thighs like I had.