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Bouncing Bunny
Date: 9/23/2015, Categories: Interracial, Author: Bob_6, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories
shoulder and I heard, “Bunny, what’s up, why the tears?” It was Salt. I hadn't heard him come in. I turned to face him and my eyes were full of tears, his face out of focus. I sobbed loudly and he again asked, “What’s wrong? What's happened?” I could not speak. No matter how hard I tried, no words would come out of my mouth. Salt gently caressed my head, from forehead to the back, and he still asked the questions for which I had no real answers. He brought me a glass of water and some tissues. I sat on the edge of the bed and Salt sat beside me. He put his arm around me, hugged, and asked again, “What’s the matter, Bunny? What’s upset you so much? I’ve never seen you like this.” For a second I thought about telling him, but I knew what Salt was like, he would have killed his son. Salt loved me like a daughter and I knew it. Salt, even though fifty one tears old, was strong, muscular and stood six foot four inches. My husband did not take after Salt in stature; only his facial good looks had been passed on. I said nothing to Salt but I sat and sobbed. He stopped asking questions but said, “Come down, I’ll make you a cup of tea.” He left me with a kiss on my forehead. I went to the bathroom and washed my face. I still felt total anger when I walked downstairs and into the kitchen, Salt had a hot cup of tea ready for me and some cookies on a plate. He sat across the table from me. “You okay?” I nodded. He pushed the plate of cookies closer to me and said, “Have something to ...