As the chat expanded from the usual pleasantries it got a lot more sexual as she told me some of things she'd got up to and I did similar , we exchang...e pics and decided to meet up at her place as she didn't drive .She new all about Davina and was quite happy to meet her and share a bed with her so it looked like we were set for a good night . She lived a about six miles away from me so it didn't take me long to get there I had sent her a TXT to say I was coming and she'd replied say she was. When we arrived at his house, a nice looking little spot behind other houses, and I get out, leaving my backpack. We get into his place, and I sit on the couch, that familiar sense of discomfort one gets when theyre in a new place and dont know what to do.I watch as Chris takes off his shirt and changes into a clean one, then switches into some shorts and puts on some music. Looking back on it, I wince at the excitement I displayed when I climbed on to his lap and kissed him hard, but at the. We’re going to be happy, whether we want to or not.’ ‘Mandy, though our sisters brought us together, I’m not one to push anything on anyone against her wishes. You deserve the right to your choices, no matter what they may be. If you would like to correspond with me through email, or if you want something different, or if you want me to leave you in peace and go back to living my life, I’ll respect your wishes. Nothing works for me unless the person I share that with mutually values it. I don’t. . Javon,” I snorted. “Coming out the door to see my wife giving some Black guy a hug is a little uncomfortable. They're already ragging on me about your 'new boyfriend.'”“We were just talking,” she said matter-of-factly, “and he told me about his aunt fighting cancer. She like, raised him, you know.”“Oh good, I though it was something serious between you two,” I sneered. “Any other Black guys with sick aunts you need to go hug.”“Quit being a jerk,” she told me. “You know he's like a friend now..