“Is your mom here?” Doris asked Halle.“Not yet. She and her date will be here in a little while.”“Oh ... who is her date?” Doris asked the... very same question I had.“Stewart Thatcher. I’ll let her tell you all about how they met,” Halle said.Stewart was my costar in The Royal Palm and was scheduled to play James Bond in our upcoming movie. I’d seen the two of them do several preproduction-hype interviews. I wondered if this was like Halle and me walking in together or if there was more to it.. I was in severe pain for days, especially in my crotch,and especially when a nurse came in and pushed a greased, glass stentinto the crack in between my legs. I stayed in the bed for a week, beingmoved only for bathing. Bella came in daily to visit with me and changemy CDs, and the relaxing sounds and scripts she put on them really helpedwith the pain and the boredom. Soon the stent was less painful andbecame something I looked forward to in order to break up the monotony ofthe day, no. It wasn't like there was anything wrong with this Mike character -- it was just the fact that she was not in control of the relationship. Each of her kids' fathers had been hot stuff at the outset -- but after a while, they'd gotten to be a pain in the ass, one way or another, and she'd put them on the street. Now, they were telling her that with this guy that wasn't an option -- that he held ALL the cards! Given her history, could she put up with that? And then there was that silly white cow. I lay her back on the only bit of grass I could find, not wanting to get sand in her womanhood. I raised her skirt once more and slid my tongue deep into her. I started off slowly at first and then gradually went faster and faster, working her red-hot little love button with my tongue as I did. The sight of her arched young body in the moonlight was such a turn on. As she was about to climax, I put her hand on the back of my head and applied a little pressure. As she reached her climax, the.