" I laughed loud enough that the driver stopped what he was doing and turned to see what we were talking about. David, bless him, blushed from head to...toe, not that i could see his toes, its just an expression. I put my hand on his shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze, "Lets give this gentleman a hand with that bike so he can be on his way, you can stick it in my garage if you like, theres plenty of room for both bikes."I wasn't expecting an answer, i'd decided David's bike was going into my. She and the others all sat there, looking at me with fear in their eyes. They did not know how to act towards me, or my actions.As father started to come around, I told Deanna to get a wet towel for him.I told father that I would do as I see fit, and if he didn't like it then he could go fuck himself, and the whore he called Deanna.She said, "Fuck you, you little shit. I won't stand for that from my own kids, and I sure as hell won't from you!" she slapped my face.I turned, and hit her hard in. This wasn't like that.Alonzo wasn't a boy. Twenty something, I guess. His long dark hair, and lithe, muscular body called to me and I came. I don't know how we quickly moved to his apartment, but we did. I just remember that he was lying on the bed, his shirt off and his taught muscles rippling. "Jana," he said, "take off your clothes, I want to see you." It wasn't tentative, it wasn't a question, it wasn't a choice. I responded, removing my jeans and t-shirt and standing in front of. Just who the hell does he think he is? In an instant, the two male adversaries were not the only ones whose temper was flaring. ‘Okay, you two, just what the HELL is going on here?’ Lula screamed over the two would-be combatants. ‘Daniel, you and I have already had this goddamn discussion, so I suggest that you shut the hell up unless you want to rehash it all here in the open in front of Jordan,’ Lula ground out between gritted teeth, every muscle in her body tingling from adrenaline. Daniel.
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