“And was she pretty?”“Yes. Very. Willowy. Thin waist and hips, beautiful breasts…”Kate interrupted my reverie. “Huh. So tell me about... your most memorable time with her.” She sounded almost impatient.“Most memorable time…” I stumbled.“The best one. The most erotic one,” she responded.Kate’s face and neck seemed slightly flushed. She was gently bouncing her knees together.“And don’t leave out any juicy details,” she added, with a conspiratorial grin.I thought for a few seconds, wondering. Not that I was that much older than him in actual years but he was probably a generation younger in terms of personal interaction after my experiences in imitating my naughty twin sister. I was flattered he was visibly attracted to me. Mister Jolly as Andre certainly had no objections because all of his friends were being extremely helpful to us and he knew we owed them a sizable debt."Maria, can we go to the market and I can show you where they keep the nice ribbons for the hair. You need a. I was amazed she remembered where this conversation had started and she went to her closet and returned with a long makeup bag and a clear plastic bottle. I wrongly assumed it couldn't contain anything that might cause me pain. I was previously thinking of some huge dildo she might shove up my ass or a ten gallon enemy bag. She proceeded to remove my Levis & under shorts. We had been drinking ice tea all afternoon so I started to go and pee before we started. She said it would be better if I. Is my father Holy shit, Hope said stunned. Youre telling me, Faith laughed. Then she laid it all out. The conversation was very awkward at first between Faith and Tyrone as the old man hummed and hawed until he just came out with it. He told her the story or how he met this lovely redheaded woman by the name of Margo who had come to town some twenty years back. She didnt give a fuck about race, but her parents susre did. They met by accident one night and it was love at first sight. It was a.