Parvati gave me my walking papers in the library. How awesome was that? Yeah, I didn’t have much luck with the ladies, man. After the misadventure w...ith Parvati and Janice, a misadventure which had me scrambling to save my grade for the psychology class as I found myself without a group ( Parvati didn’t want to work together after ditching me ), I decided that foreign chicks whose cultures and ways I didn’t understand weren’t the way to go. I met this afro-centric young Black woman named Jessica. “Thanks for picking up the tab.” He shrugged.“Not a problem. Yes, you could have done it; you’re rich too, but I needed to do something; and well, it was little enough,” he said. “You and Flo?”“Good. We’re good. We need each other. And yes, we’re doing okay health-wise, well, so far anyway,” I said.“Good, good,” he said. “And you and us?” I knew what he meant: him and Victoria. I shrugged again.“Okay, there are moments...” I said.“Hmm, I guessed as much. She does care about you, John; she. Eventually he was kissing her neck and her hand was down his pants stroke his cock , I got up to go home and Mike said " where the hell you going " I told him I was gonna leave cause I figured they wanted to be alone he said " its just the beer sit down we will stop if it makes you feel uncomftable" A few minutes had passed and they started up again but by now im feeling a vibe that they want me to watch but im still very confused all sort of thoughts are going thru my head , do I fuck her?. I found her in the living room. Her full length sun dress displayed her curves perfectly. ‘Wow Grandma, you look so pretty.’ She smiled warmly and we embraced and kissed. ‘I used lip balm instead because I don’t want lipstick on you face and wherever.’ ‘I just love your minimal make up. Thank you for doing that for me. Now let’s go for brunch.’ ‘Ok. Take me to MacDonald for old times sake. You loved their Playland when you were small. I want.