She smiled and replied, "What makes you think that?" "This is no time to be coy with me," I said directly. "OK Joan, I knew. Do you feel better now?"... she asked. I remembereduttering those same words to Sam a few weeks ago as he stood therepummeling my face. "No Mom, I don't feel better now," I told her. "How could you know thatand not tell me?" I said with feelings of total betrayal. I knew thatDarla herself was responsible for more than a few of my feelings. Still,Mom was the one sitting. Lola would watch James night after night, coming home in the early hours of the morning with a constant stream of beautiful girls, always blonde, always tanned and always bubbly and bright. Lola knew that she’d never stand a chance with James because she was the complete opposite of these girls, Lola was pale to their tan, she was tall and svelte to their small and petite, she was busty and voluptuous to their curve less lithe bodies she had long rich chocolate coloured curls where they had. "Mostly revenge; I want you to find the person who did this." Did what?" I asked. "So far we have a string of accidents that – while I will admit they defy all statistical probability – have all been investigated and verified to be exactly what they seem." Come Sandra, you don't believe that any more than I do. I would like to see justice for my people, but, more than that, I want him caught for doing this to me." You're saying you were set up?" I asked. "You must be kidding." No, I'm quite. .I kissed her on her lips and she responded by opening them herself and we ate into each other softly as we dropped our salivas’ into each other. She and me were more like hungry animals mating and wanting each other to out do each other..we tongue fucked each other and she moaned “please eat me more” and I pressed my self on her fragile body with more pressure. I was loving her boobs being crushed by my body weight and her hands verving on the back of my hair, as her nails dug into my scalp..