Her sword flashed to the left, taking a slaver eye. Els stepped right, ducked, and thrust into the groin of another slaver. No guard! Her body was ope... for a counterattack, but the slavers could barely follow her movement. She spun behind the newly made eunuch; left and right thrusts ended his misery. The two unwounded slavers caught up to the violence. Stepping away from her, their stance and sword position became defensive. The tactic was a mistake against someone trained to use speed as her. As was Lori's plan, she waited til she knew we were pulling into the parking lot to conveniently remember to tell Jim, "oh by the way, David is black. That's ok isn't it?" I could still see the surprise on his face when we walked across and slid into the booth with them. Dinner and drinks and conversation were going surprisingly well. I did notice that sometimes Jim would be looking at David and I think it was obvious that he liked the idea of knowing this black man would soon be having sex. “Afraid of a little competition, Val? Afraid he is going to prefer a girl who actually has white skin? I might not be a white girl but the only difference is my facial structure.”“I’m not afraid of some rice muncher. You can suck him dry but he’ll still prefer my Caribbean cooking over yours.”“Why don’t you call him in here and let the man decide?”“He is in the showers right now, probably, I don’t need to him fight my battles,” Valerie said defiantly.“That is a shame. You won’t be with him. Moving the bunch of twigs and leaves over girls back and down to roam over her buttocks, even dragging the bundle down between her arse cheeks making her buck and squirm. The scratching and caressing of the bundle continues on down the back of her legs then switching back round to the front of her thighs, teasing her maddeningly. Working the bundle higher, My free hand pushing against her legs for her to part them as much as she can. The ends of the bundle stroke higher over the sensitive.