"He said her name and my heart did a pirouette."There is a Balm in Gilead"I knew this old spiritual. I had the record with Ms. Price singing it. I had...only sung it in my house, with my piano, but I was so ready. He wheeled his chair over to the ebony piano."What is is your key, dear?" A flat, please"He hit a run and then five or six of the most perfect gospel chords. I had come over there thinking I was going to have to prostitute myself to get my rent paid. Now I was getting a treat I had not. On friday nights me and some of the other cops usually went to the strippers.We picked an underground joint called "ultimate fantasy" because we figured thecaptain would never show up there. It was our chance to be drunk and wild,something a cop never gets to be on duty. But this friday night was different. I didn't feel like drinking, so I let mybuddies have most of the fun. Without a drink in me, I started to notice howdingy the club really was. There was an odd smell in the air, and not even. I started licking her outer lips and then just as I went for the creamypie it came out I took a mouth full all at once. I swallowed it and kept licking. She came from me eatting her. Stop she said that's all my pussy can stand for now...get off me. I sat up and wiped my face on my napkin. Mike was dressed and fixing himself a couple sandwiches. I said that didn't gross you out, I mean me eatting your cum from my wife's cunt? He said no,not at all I usally do it myself , that's why you never. I wore a light cotton sundress that ended about mid-thigh, blue with abstract white patterns, the usual sundries underneath; a bra that pushed my tits up enough to attract the attention of any man within a half-mile radius. But I'm already ahead of myself.With a certain amount of deliberation, I avoided the seedier bars populating the Downtown scene where guys seemed to think buying a lady a beer entitled them to one night's ownership. My economic degree from Princeton assured me that I was.