Her ripped open the shirt of his uniform to show his broad chest and thick gut. He flexed the muscles in his arms and posed for both of the barely dre...ss women as well as the other guards.Me looked from Clara's guard to her own and then back again. "You do make a good point, officer," she said as she began showcasing her exposed flesh to Clara's pick."Now just hold on right there!" Me's guard said before throwing his own weapon to the floor and ripping his shirt open. He began posing for the two. He was every married white woman's fantasy; young, foreign, polite, talented, black as pitch and enormous. Just how enormous, I wanted to find out. As they exited the court he stopped and leaned over me "Are you riding with us to Buffalo" he said with a huge bright white smile... "I think so, my car is in the repair shop and its really too late to go get a rental" he leaned back and looked at 2 of the other players who were also smiling widely, and shot them a thumbs up."Why" I asked with an. Afterward we arrange our next meeting and I drop her off at home.A couple of days later, Chris asks me how things went and I say fine. She wasn't bad in bed, I leave out the details about the crying though. He says she told him about our meeting and that she really liked fucking me. But she would only meet me if Chris was ok with it and when he couldn't meet her. He told me to let him know when I was going to fuck her so he wouldn't get in the way. I told him don't worry about it we'll just. This gave me enough time for some serious cuddling with Lillian.I also spent hours gazing at Ronnie. There was something about her face, even then at a few weeks of age, that touched me even though I did not know why. Then, I think if was some time in mid-November, a letter from my mother arrived. She included a few freshly made copies of old photographs, mostly childhood pictures of me, but also two or three images of my father and my mother.One photograph in particular caught my eye. It was a.