He asked me if I was accusing him of being a racist. I shrugged. Hell yes I was accusing him of being a racist. He said if I did it again he’d kick ...my ass. I told him that I was standing right in front of him. He seemed taken aback by that, but didn’t touch me. I should mention I’m six-foot-two by 250 pounds and he’s around five-foot-nine by one seventy. Whatever. A fight is a fight and I’m always ready for those. When he didn’t meet my challenge, I said whatever and walked away. Slowly. He. “Has Pete gone?” she asked “I really like him". “Yes he’s gone sweetie but you'll be seeing a lot more of him I think" Kerry said, giving me a knowing look. I hadn't told Kerry about Jennifer’s inappropriate behaviour towards me. I’d noticed things had subtly changed in the house. Jennifer had always been very shy with regards to her body and kept her door closed. She now seemed to be very comfortable in her body and more than once got an eyeful as I walked past her open door. Rather than. Here was a young man who had known his share of worshippers, who knew just how amazing his gift was, and who didn't mind rubbing my face in it. Which he literally did when he seized my hair and crammed me forward, turning my worldview into nothing but the sight, smell, taste, and touch of his enormous seed-makers. I tongue-lashed the maybe a fourth of one huge balls that would fit in my oral cavity, using my mouth-muscles to massage him, slap him, taste him and tease him, hoping to please. Without much warning, large rain drops started to fall on the courtyard, everyone jumping up and grabbing their belongings. Alexis sat up in her seat looking over at me, a comical look on her face.“You’re not going inside?” she asked.“What for? I came out to go swimming, I was going to be wet anyway. There’s no lightning or thunder, it’s perfectly safe.” I answered.She just sat there for a second, looking up into the sky, large raindrops continuing to hit the pavement with no apparent pattern..