When I got inside the house, I heard jazz echoing off the high walls. Miles Davis' Kind of Blue. The music came from the kitchen. I found my wife, Kar...n, in there, surrounded by grocery bags, and stirring a pot. The place was a wreak."Karen?" I said."Oh. Hi, Steve," she said.She had on a blue dress with white, lacy trim. It complemented her chocolaty dark skin. She looked like a black Betty Crocker, or maybe it was a young, hot Aunt Jemima."What's the occasion?" I asked, and moved behind her,. “Oh my god, are you two at it again. You need to hurry up Jess, we have to be at the college in an hour and a half.”“Okay,” Jessie responded, “But hey, come here a minute.”“I am not coming in there to watch you get fucked by my dad.”“Please, I really need to tell you something,” Jessie pleaded.Christy stomped over to the side of the bed Jessie was facing and asked, “alright, I’m here, now what? You could at least stop humping while we talk.”“No, I’m really close and don’t want to lose it,”. More

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