I need more. It was pure sexual desire. Sex It explained some feeling of mine that were scaring the shit out of me. He was absolutely tormented and it was now turning completely to anger. He was very black, a guy three times my age, a guy three times my size; a guy with a strange strict bearing that scared me; and yet there I was standing in front of him, demonstrating I was convinced I was still pregnant by him. Bobby has told me he would be able to support you and provide what you need, if that is what you would like to do. He moved along beside me,
“The boys in the back were talking about your thing down in the hood with that Bobby. We worked as a team. You and I got it on real good, didn’t we?”
I looked at him and tried to smile,
“Yes Bobby, you got me real good.”
His grin told me I had said the right thing. I hope it all went well.
