"Phil laughed hysterically. "God, you're like colonial or something or wish you were. You wish you could buy niggers to beat and fuck whenever you fuc...king felt like. Not wish. You do that. You buy some nigger slave, some Latina beauty, some fucking Swedish dish desperate enough to succumb to your greed and vanity and lust! Where! Is! She!" You'll never find out," yelled his mother. "And if you do, you'll regret it." She's right son," said his father quietly. "We'll cut you off completely." Why?. Then that bitch T’wana said, ‘it’s not like she’s not getting dick, there’s some old guy they’re both screwing.’ Then Chris comes up and grabs Melissa’s arm and says something like ‘Maybe you can still be some fun after all’ and acts like he’s going to put her hand on his junk.”“So,” Melissa took up, “that’s when Lavi grabbed his arm and squeezed. Hard. Like, bleeding from where she clawed her fingernails cutting into his arm hard.”Lavi continued, “We were almost here by then and when we got. The only thing we didn’t talk about was Chris, or Chris and Jill, or Gemma. We’d made a pact that this week was a special time for Jill and me alone, with even the mention of anyone else banned.So as I sat there drinking my coffee and enjoying the much warmer temperatures than we’d endured a week ago, I was a pretty happy camper. I’d had a great week and by my reckoning, apart from the dinner party tonight, I had another two days of time with Jill to look forward to. There was only one solitary. I have seen this on a woman many times, usually older women for some reason, but this woman takes it to a new level for me. She has long black hair that is usually done up in some sexy way. She often wears revealing shirts that reveal quite a bit of her very ample breasts but leaves just enough to the imagination to make you wish you could rip it off and bury your head in. She wears red lipstick that enhances her natural pillow like lips that always seem to be in a sexy pout. My friend has.