It would have been a typical Friday had it not been for it being my fortieth birthday. It was as I had that thought that I realised that my daughter h...adn't wished me a happy birthday. I put it down to her being in such a rush, not wanting to believe that she could have forgotten it. After washing up the breakfast things I grabbed the shopping bags and headed off to get the weekly shop as I did every Friday.Later that day Marina called to let me know that she would be late home, it was a hurried. Jessica said, "Bobby told me he had a date with you Friday." Yes." You'll have fun with Bobby. He'll probably spank you," Jessica said."Spank me?" Mandy giggled nervously."Yeah, and you'll *love* it. He knows just how to do it so you're *hot* and *wet* and can't keep your legs together. I promise you'll *beg* him to fuck you and he will. They'll *all* fuck you before they're through."They talked for only a few minutes more before they said goodbye. I waited about forty-five seconds before I. They had reported the assault to the local Sheriff, although they knew that he was unlikely to put forth much effort to find the rapists. Her mother acknowledged that she too had been raped by a white man years earlier, and Tanya was the result of that rape.Sammy immediately had an affinity for the girl, being that the same thing had happened to his own mother. In asking around through friends in the black community, they had determined the town in the next county where the KKK men probably. He insisted that I was approximately 8 weeks pregnant.I didn't know what to say, how could I tell this man that Jack was too sick to make love to me and had been for over 6 months prior to his death. If I said anything like that, the doctor would assume that I had cheated on my husband. What else would anyone think?I went straight home and sat down on the bed, the bed were I was experiencing vivid dreams of making passionate love to my "dead" husband. It really did seem real to me, but that was.