After the past several weeks, I no longer knocked on Missy’s door, I simply let myself into her apartment. Of course, that’s exactly what I did on... the day that changed things forever. What I walked in on boggled my ever-loving mind. In Missy’s spacious living room, I encountered four women, including Missy. They were all in various states of undress and engaging in lesbian sex. It was so unexpected that it stopped me dead in my tracks. Two of the girls were gorgeous, curvy, busty black women. My hands are so thin the fingers look like insect legs when I move them. ‘Well, since you don’t got a thing to unpack, I just tryin to make the place homier.’ She flutters her hands as if that could lighten the load on her ankles. Or maybe to shake free the last of whoever stayed here before. ‘You wanna be called somethin besides ‘Honey?” I can’t help myself now and laugh. ‘Yeah, my name is Angel.’ Mimsy is safe. Ms. Dorazon is the fitness and psychological coordinator of the halfway house.. ” Sara turned back towards me. “You. Jeff. Here. Now.” she commanded, using one finger to beckon me towards her. Now, I had never considered that I would end up taking a midnight swim with the 3 hottest girls in school, all wearing bikinis. When they all got topless, I thought I was going to lose it. And now I was being commanded to fondle the single greatest pair of breasts our school had ever been graced with (my older brother had even commented once that none of the girls had a set like Sara. Two farms later, we found them. Both by now badly hurt from the shock as well as from their injuries. Melody was sent back again to get help while we found their horses, one dead, and got their wagon cleared off and able to carry them. We cleared the tree limbs off them, covered them with blankets, and fed and watered them. Both were in bad shape from laying on the ground, but alive. Perhaps with Doreen and the other woman ministering to them, they would return to health. That was my hope..