Unfortunately, I still hadn't had the chance to try one in real life, yet. I've gone out to clubs with girlfriends to try and pick up a black guy, but...hadn't had any luck...Until last fall.One night, me and a friend of mine went out to a club in town. I was wearing a low cut top, showing off lots of cleavage, and a tight little skirt. I'm told I have what a lot of black guys look for. I have 36C breasts, dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a sexy little bubble ass. I wouldn't say my ass is big,. Several more men have tried, and failed, to entice you to more then just a dance or drink. Each one seems almost boyish in their attempts. There is one that doesn't seem to understand being turned down and actually is becoming a bit angry with you. You stand beside your barstool keeping it between yourself and him. As you try your best to be polite while he keeps rambling on and on.As you stand there facing him, you feel warm fingers slide across the bare skin of your back. The feeling is. .. oh God Mom, are you serious?"Sue kissed Tommy's lips then took his hand. She led him up the stairs and into their bedroom. She let Tommy sit on the bed then turned around for him to unzip her dress.Tommy's hands were shaking as he slowly lowered the zipper. He could see his mother's smooth back as the dress opened. The zipper went all the way to the top of her buttocks.Sue shrugged the dress off, letting it fall to her feet, leaving her naked but for a pair of high heels and silk thigh high. But what I really fixated on was my health. I prayed every moment to not have contracted anything from her.I was in pain, and I lashed out at her often over that week of limbo. It seemed that Jessy had the onerous task of contacting all her "partners" to let them know what she contracted. I told her to do that when I wasn't home as I didn't want to hear her tell her fuck buddies what a dirty diseased slut she was.The results were posted in the mail and when I received them I discovered that.