On the way back, I again saw my neighbor from down the street working on his fence. He was struggling with a large piece of wood and was losing his g...rip. His yard was on a bit of a hill. I rushed up and helped him stabilize as he screwed the board in. However, while helping him, I slipped and slid down the small hill getting a nice grass stain on my shorts. He thanked me for the quick help and said I needed to get those shorts washed quickly before the stain set in. I told him my parents. It was akin to pulling on a favourite pair of slippers, very pleasant if unspectacular.The moment came soon enough, my cares melted away and then my member exploded delightfully filling her already filled womb with my seed. It was extremely pleasant and I determined to repeat the experience frequently.“Yes, you will do, I shall find a room for you where I may call from time to time to enjoy a gallop,” I suggested.“I want to continue to serve in Devon, will you not help me?” she asked.“Oh very. The door suddenly cracked open, and swung slowly on its hinge towards the outside. "Yo Ricky," Tony called out, "What's going on?" In a rather loud crash, the door flew off its hinges down the hall, and in stalked quite to my surprise, a rather pissed looking Laura. "Sorry man, looks like Ricky is on break." She glared at the couple still holding each other. "Who the fuck are you?" he asked staring at the girl who had suddenly removed a very heavy door from its foundations. "She," came. I didn’t consider myself superior to Anesha but I could imagine she felt aware of her lowly status. She didn’t even have the glamour job, working on the checkouts and interacting with customers. It had taken three or four of my smiles to get one back from her, and I could see her wondering what I wanted from her. As for her colour, I had had black girlfriends before and didn’t consider it a big deal, but there was an unspoken resentment that went the other way. White men didn’t like black men.