When I was in the Music Competition - Sex Stories

When I was in the Music Competition

... little black girls. Maggie spoke, "Mark's name is now Marie and her husband plays for the Clippers and these are his daughters from a previous marriage.:"

Hazel picked up the coffee urn and I nodded. I held the cup between my hands which felt so cold.

Maggie resumed, "Here is Christine and Pixie and their clips seem to be a montage of one or the other being a masseuse in a lesbian massage parlor. Christine's tits are as huge as yours and Pixie could get her off just by pulling on her nipples."

I waved my hand. I was filling up with despair. These were my babies and I forgot about disowning them. Then Elaine was in my ear. It had been years since we talked, "Girl, this is going to get really bad fast, I've got you honey."

Maggie said, "Here's some good news, the show jumped forward, "this is Kelly and her husband Jim Paul at her wedding."

She was so beautiful and glowing. I started to leak out of my eyes.

Maggie asked, "Do you need to use the restroom?"

I did and stood up and Hazel took my arm and led me to the bathroom and I went to the stall, pulling my dress up around my hips and it was embarrassing as I sounded like Niagara Falls. I wiped and flushed and came out of the stall. I checked my make up and Hazel said, "No matter what Teri, we've got your back."

Back to the room and I declined when Hazel pointed to the coffee and sat down. I raided my eyebrows to Maggie and she resumed.

"Teri, what is Gina up to? How come she didn't come with ...

... you?"

"She teaches a Zumba class, Monday through Thursday every morning, class starts at nine and goes to eleven and they warm down and the gym has a café and she lunches with other instructors and sometimes the owner."

She clicked the control and there was a picture of Gina's car in a driveway and it was live as a man on a bike rode through the shot. Then there she was hand in hand with this tall man, who looked as if he was mid-fifties. She turned to face the camera and said (there were microphones apparently) "My cunny is leaking baby. I love you so much. She will be served next week when I'm supposed to be seeing my parents. I do love her and always will. I'm a coward and I'm supposed to be in charge, shit anyway she'll be served..".

I pitched forward and vomited heaving bitter coffee and last night's dinner and it was all over me and the table and I passed out.

I heard some voices and I was in the University of Washington hospital as I looked out the window and saw Husky Stadium. I first thought that Gina could not see me. I must look terrible. Then despair. Gina was not coming. Nobody was coming. Oh God, Colleen. Did that fucking cunt steal my baby.

Elaine said, "She's fine sweety, I don't get the legal stuff, but she's at Maggie's house and there are nurses and teachers watching out for her."

"How long have I been here? I was talking to grandmother Elaine who shows up when my life turns to shit, so nobody heard us."

"Well, your heart stopped and it was ...