Dave's throat tightened and his eyes began to burn. "Trust me, you don't want to know," he whispered hoarsely."You can tell me anything." She reached ...for his face with her free hand, but he knew her soft, warm touch would worsen her heartache, so he drew away."Don't ... please." Are you mad at me?" she asked, her voice trembling.He exhaled, hoping to relieve the pressure he was feeling inside. "I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at myself, and I can't tell you why." Yes you can," she said soothingly,. She took off the thong without breaking eye contact with me.I don’t know why but I suddenly got onto the carpeted floor on all fours. Angie imitated me without hesitation. I undid my ponytail, and shook my head. My mid-length black hair dropped over my shoulders barely touching them. Angie slipped off her hairband and her blonde hair fell on her back. We began to circle each other. Melissa and Charlene stood over us and watched intently. They were like two women watching their dogs meeting on a. Tom could only see a few hundred metres at best, now was his time to apologise. He swam over to Cindy and ducked between her legs before bursting up to the surface pushing her up onto his shoulders. She giggled hysterical and he paddled her away from the group."Uh, h-hey sis," he started, stuttering. "I'm sorry for anything that might have happened on the-" Don't worry 'bout it," Cindy said sincerely, blushing profusely. "I'm sorry I pushed you over the edge with all my rubbing." She giggled, a. Her mother mourned him but moved on in time. She married again a few years later to a respected church leader named Michael. Her mother gave birth to Vixxen when she was just eighteen and married her stepdad when she was just twenty-one. Her new husband was in his mid-thirties. Tragedy struck a second time not long after her marriage when Vixxen's mother was killed in a car accident late one night. Instead of abandoning her, her stepdad decided to raise her as his own.A tall black man, with.