White Women

But she'd remembered thinking similar thoughts years before. And he was much
older, one of her mother's older lovers.
"Relax, honey, just lie there and be real still. The hurt will go away and it'll feel real
good. Get your legs up honey. Relax; it'll be better that way."
When was that? How old had she been then? The one who finally succeeded
hadn't promised. No guarantees, but she'd let him keep on when she knew she
shouldn't have. Predictably, it had been uncomfortable at first. But, the hurt w...