”“Seems to put me last,” Wayne said.“Only if Bill is selected. If Steve is selected, you’re third and I’m last. It’s like the clock; one...comes after twelve.”“Afternoon becomes evening,” Val said. “Evening becomes night. Night becomes morning, and morning becomes...”“Electra!” They all said it together, but the tension was broken. Nobody could see how Greg’s suggestion favored him, so it was adopted.“You’re brilliant,” Greg whispered in Val’s ear as they left for the living room. “Care to. I think of you touching and tasting me and throwing me round. For some reason you come out of the bar to find me, as I’m supposed to be getting ready and meeting you there. You wonder what can be taking me so long? So, you come upstairs and let yourself into our room. You stand and watch me for a little while, aroused by the unexpected sight of me touching myself, blissfully unaware of your presence. You come over to the bed and kiss me deeply. We spend some time kissing and touching each. I'd never been with another man, until several months ago.I am often teased about my red hair and a slight sprinkling of freckles and my 38-D tits.At my place of employment we work different shifts. There are a lot of blacks working the swing shift, and I've become friends with some of them over the past couple of years.One is an especially good friend. Jeff and I often joked and talked about sex. We'd k** each other about interracial sex and what our baby might look like. He was so black and I. I gasped out pleasurably when I felt my clitoris being rubbed. Oh, my god!Lolita unpinned her hair and shook it out then took off her clothes. "From the moment you walked in here I wanted you, Elizabeth," she gushed. "I knew you wanted me also."I opened my eyes and looked at her. "I've never ever been with a woman before nor have I have thought of them as attractive. Until now," I said.She bent down and grinned. "Then I feel honoured to be the first woman to have you think of sexually then,".