The RCA was a storefront with apartments above in a mostly abandoned strip mall. Inside was a giant photo of Haile Selassie, several Jamaican flags an..., much to her surprise, dozens of photos of men playing cricket. There was also a bar, small bandstand, pool table and about a dozen booths occupied by Creole-speaking Rastafarian drug dealers and their female companions. The smell of marijuana was pervasive. Everybody knew Lamont and everybody was intensely interested in his young companion.They. Hey, you’re just returning the favor, my devil said for a closing argument.I crawled my naughty fingers towards her waist to begin my investigation. I put a hand on her thigh. I couldn’t feel a panty line. My erection got harder. I had to adjust myself on the seat. I made my way to the bottom of her shirt and tucked a finger inside. And I pulled.She stirred again.And I pulled.Nothing but soft, delicious skin. But darn, her fetal position covered what I wanted to see and touch. But I could feel. More

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