I'm trying to watch the ball game. Please leave your name and..." he responded, mimicking his answering machine message."All right. All right! Mark, i...t's Debbie Janicke." Hi, Debbie. What's up?" I tried to reach you about a dozen times yesterday, but your message box was full and you never picked up live." Yes, it gets that way sometimes. I was out of town." Haven't you even checked your messages? I called several times." No, I'll do that later, I guess. No hurry, they'll still be there when I. Get back on her".Mrs Green tried to protest, but her husband cut her off."Bitch shut up!", he yelled "I'm gonna have me a white boy now".My cock was still hard, and I could only imagine what he meant by that laststatement which only made me harder. I got myself back inside her andstarted fucking her again.I was half aware of the black guy taking off his clothes as I pounded hiswife, but I became fully award of him as I felt his hands on my buttocks."She don't like giving it in the ass. Now I'm. .. mostly bridge and coffee. One time I shared my woes with her about the girl that I was dating at the time with whom I couldn't get past first base. I remember her saying I had to stop hanging about with younger girls--Linda was older than I by two or three years. Nothing now but a bigger deak then,Anyway, one day over bridge she invited me over to her place for dinner and, of course, I accepted.So there's fumbly young me in the apartment with a modestly attractive older girl having had a. . It is to the point now that Williams having an accident, would almost be preferable to him making one of the bitchy, little girl, tells all, statements ... was the unspoken reply from the farm.Yeah Almost ... I said silently in agreement. I hadn't meant to share it, but of course they knew that I knew, the part Williams played in our supplying arms to the path.I had to try to think what would the government operatives have done with Williams. Would they have taken him to a safe house? Or.