"All I could think of as Molly resumed her seat, was that Frank Fortier had certainly educated this woman. She was eloquent beyond belief. With what h...e had started with, only love could do as fine a job.The meeting lasted late into the evening. I was not asked one question although my name was mentioned several times. Before the meeting ended, they all knew I was the one who had first talked to Neil Fortier and then his mother, Molly. Now all we had to do was wait to see if our requests for. By the end of the night I was so horny I was dying to suck some black cock as I am hopelessly addicted to the wonderful taste of them that I decided to go to the bathhouse on the ad. I drove the few blocks to the bath and went in. The guy at the front desk told me how much for a "membership" which gave me access for as long as I wanted to stay as they were open 24/7. I paid and went in and went to a very small room that was barely big enough to hold the small bed inside. I went in and stripped. " It was much more of a shock to her and her son when her husband, hard rock superstar guitarist Eddie Van Halen, showed up an hour later as a very pregnant black woman. It was a sure bet he wouldn't be doing any guitar playing for a while with his baby-filled stomach in the way. Eddie was bigger than either Valerie or me even without the baby. I was now about five foot three inches tall and Valerie's new teen body was about the same height. Eddie was at least five-seven and looked to be. I really do believe that was the instant that Sylvia realised that she'd probably already pushed my patience too far."George, I'm sorry. I think I should go ice-skating with Rose, don't you?" She suddenly said."Sylvia, I told you, I don't give a damn what you do, from now on!" I'm sorry, George." she said. Then she burst into tears and ran back into the building."Do you wish to cancel this evening?" Chaise asked, as I climbed into the seat alongside Douglas and behind her and Myra."No, Chaise,.