”“But you can’t.”“You can stay here. I’ll leave.”“Joanne got me a hotel room in the Miracle Mile.”“Which?”He paused. “The Marr...iott.” After she nodded he added, “I’m not sure when I’ll be there. I have to go visit a couple clubs. Hand off a couple tapes from my old band. Joanne manages them.”“You’re not old enough to stay.”“I wanted to wander around,” he shrugged.“Let’s show him the town,” Maxine suggested, stepping up to them. She’d finished putting away the food and cleaning the dishes.“We’re. She looked at Cindy and smiled, as Phil's mouth moved over her ass. He tongued her ass crack as she shuddered. She mewled with pleasure, when she felt his tongue on her ass hole. Cindy was watching it all and winked at her mother. Ellen was now flat on her belly, with Phil hovering over her, making love to her ass, nibbling and kissing her ass cheeks.He licked her ass crack again, making her groan, as she raised her ass up to his mouth. She pushed back her butt back at him, but he teased her,. If there was anyone out there alive, even someone who'd heard my radio broadcasts, they had no way to know where we were on this night. That's the way we both wanted it. I think some of my fear had been transmitted to Bridgett. That was unfortunate. She had been a more trusting soul than I was, despite her being the adult and I the teenager. I had, inadvertently, stolen her assurance from her. Now we both were feeling some of my apprehension.Later, perhaps, when we had found other survivors;. Since then, my mom and I have moved to another city and got busy with our lives. No interference from family members or friends.So it had been 2 years since we moved, and I attended school then. Mom didn’t make many friends. The area we lived in in the UK was mainly of Black African and Jamaican communities. The only person that used to visit us was a black guy named Kay. Kay was extremely tall, built like a tank and a very scary-looking guy. I was shocked to see him at the house when I first.