“Mom,” he said shortly after changing from stroking her arm to stroking her head.“Hmm,” she muttered, sounding like she was half in a daze and... half asleep.“Why don’t we take a vacation?” Peter suggested.Valerie turned her head so that she was looking at him. Her face looked a c***d’s who just heard the ice cream truck bells. She’s so pretty when she’s happy and smiling.“Babe, that is a wonderful idea!” The nicknames “babe” and “honey” had just recently slipped into their dialogue and were. "She told me the club she goes to. There were plenty of black men looking for white women. She said to meet her at this place at nine pm on Friday night, if I was interested in getting layed . After I got home I began thinking about what Ellen had told me. I hadn't had any sex in months with a real cock only my trusted vibrator. I thought about the size of the black cock that Ellen had described that size cock can't be real we all heard stories of black stereotypes . I touched my pussy and I. "You are one beautiful woman," he said startling her, "If you want, you can leave the dress off and go like thatShe smiled at him and walked over to him. She loved his compliments. She put her arms around him and looked into his eyes."If you're real nice tonight I'll let you help me take them off," She smiled.Ron kissed her and told her that she had better get dressed or he would go without her. She stuck her tongue out at him and started to put her dress on. Ron got his suit coat and went into. I'dtossed them together to make the move to Clarksville. I must have noddedoff because I woke with my head on my desk and comics scatteredeverywhere. The digital clock showed two in the morning. I levered myselfup to undress and go to bed when a flash of light through my windowcaught my eye. My first thought was I'd imagined it because I was halfasleep. Then it flashed again. I shuffled to the window and looked out.It was difficult to see with my bedroom light casting a glare on thewindowpanes..