"A deep voice, redolent with attar and unspeakable lust, rumbled through his mind.This can't be happening, he thought, frantically scrabbling away fro... the beastial figure. It followed him across the floor on cloven hooves, thick shaggy legs working powerfully to close the distance in no time. He bumped into something solid and looked round, gibbering in panic. A huge pair of legs, rising like black marble columns into the air, blocked his path to safety, an ebony face grinned upon him with. It was my birthday and she told me I could have what ever I wanted. I told her I wanted to have sex with her dressed in a black skirt, blouse (which was white) black stockings and spiked heels. When she came down the steps she was dressed to kill. She really did her makeup like a street walker would wear it. She knew I loved seeing her like that.She thought we were going to stay home but I had other ideas. I told her we were going out to dinner first. Then we would have sex after. She told me. "Yes Ma'am. Since I'm not seeing anyone, I can devote the time to taking care of your house." She wanted the job, as it promised to pay well. "You can level with me, Marcie," Judy said sweetly. "Tell me the circumstances of your breakup. It wasn't that long ago that I had boyfriends and relationships." Marcie pressed her lips together and ran her hands over her bare legs, which delighted the older woman. A deeper blush spread across her face. "He told me I was too much of a cock tease," she. Returning to their table the girls walked past him again, drinks in hand. The scent of strawberries was nearly to much for him. By now he was hypnotized by her curly hair, which was all he could see from where he sat now. He was so entranced by the back of her head he completely missed the next dance. Finally, the MCs voice announcing it was a special amateur night shook him out of his daze. He scanned the room, paying note to a few other females in the audience but he was more interested in.