Continuation of "In the hallways of our mind"

Whatever was the predicate, the inevitable thoughts came to her

 that Me coming across a sweet, rounded-ass cutie, who sees my 

worm rising to its stiffened intentions, she realizes that a joyful 

acquiescence to the probable snatch pounding would be the 

better choice, as she has learned from her dealings with her father

 and uncles All of whom learned in their dealings with your Mama 

that a vixen 
knows what's her pleasure of exhibiting her 

hospitality...

At least Momma knows better than your "Auntie", whose literal and 

figurative balloons of romanticism 

were popped so rudely by Pops and later his Boyz as their

response to her entreaties for affection..

In the hallways of our minds-III