My mom never threw anything out. I still had MAD magazines on my bookshelf along with several comic books and Stephen King, Dean Koontz and Jack Ketch...m books. My old drawings were still hanging on my wall. Even my horror DVD movies were neatly stacked next to my old DVD player. I threw my overnight back on the floor and threw myself on the bed. I could smell the cleanliness of Gain on my sheets. I stared up at the ceiling and for a moment I was taken back in time...I was sixteen and Stephanie. I think he thought I was cute and opted to have fun with me. That's when I decided to keep playing the "cute" card, and perhaps be a little "blonde" in the process. I have never been with or flirted with a black man, and thought this is as good a time as any."Oh James, you don't have to call me Ma'am. My name is Barb." I said and straddled a stool next to him."Yes Ma'am...err, I mean Barb," he said, as his eyes gave my ample chest the once-over again."Do you ever get to see something. More

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