I didn't understand her. She was a good southern girl just like me! I wanted to say something to her but for some reason I felt uncomfortable and I ju...st let her go on until I could change the subject.Paul and I thought our perfect world had been turned on its side. Our charmed life had begun to lose some of its luster. We couldn't sit around our pool out in the backyard without thinking that a black man lived next door and might even be in his back yard at that very moment. I didn't feel. ”I asked her, “What about Cathy Andrews, Janet Jett’s sister and secretary? Have you seen her lately? Janet asked me to give Cathy what I gave her.”Mom said, “And you did, right?”“Gladly, and just wait until you meet this tall, sexy woman.”“Did you do her at her office, like Janet?” Deb asked.“No, I went to her apartment. She gave me her phone number the day I went to see Janet. I had no idea they were sisters until Janet told me.”“Please tell me that she looks healthy now. She was so thin -. "And SOON, please!" I will," he replied, and then he left.That was Number One, I thought to myself. That is, Conner was the first of four blow jobs I was planning on giving that day. So, one down, and three more to go!Number Two: RobertAn hour and a half later, right on the dot, Robert, my next glory hole visitor, made his apperance!Robert, like Conner, was in his early 20's. He'd said he wasn't gay; and that he had a girlfriend; but that he liked a good blow job, and she wasn't interested in. She held onto my short brown hair as tight as she could, seeming to never want to let go.“I missed you, Kev,” she said as wrapped her arms around my neck, her perky little breasts flattened against me.I wanted to hold her up but I was not about to grab my sister’s butt, especially in public, so she had to let go and got back onto her feet.“I’m so sorry you couldn’t come sooner,” she said, sliding under my arm and hugging my torso.“All that matters is that we are both free of that hell hole,” I.