She said to wait for the next date and not to rush on the first date. I agreed to it but you know how it is.A hot married mother and the dark fantasy ...ends to cloud you. But I respected her wishes and waited for the next date. Fast forward to the second date at a bar. Same usual conversations, but she got drunk. And that’s where she got bold. And I mean bold.She did confess later that she tends to get bold only after having alcohol. I took the initiative to kiss her on the forehead. But she. “Well that could have been a lot worse.” Max said.“Yes,” I replied, “he could have come over earlier and I’d have missed out on the finger fucking.”“Bloody hell Sadie,” Ethan said, “you really are letting yourself go.”“I’m on holiday, why shouldn’t I do what I want to do?”“You know that you’re going to get your brains fuck out when we get back to the hotel don’t you Sadie?” Harry said.“I’m counting on it guys, it’s been too long since I had a cock inside me.”“I think that we might be having an. What I ment by that thought was that living or dying was aside of the issues at hand, of what I wanted to accomplish, what I was focused on. LongArms said a deep growl which contained the word 'begin' and I barely had time to flinch aside as Man Mountain made a rush and grab for me! Instinctivly I pulled my blow as I sidekicked at his knee, luckly for me, because it was like kicking a tree or a fire hydrant. First blow to me! No time for celebration, focus ... I swung around again, giving me. She inhaled and the white smoke circled about her head as she enjoyed that first puff from the unfiltered cigarette.We walked down the street but several feet apart, I knew that in even in the Midwest that a white man walking with a black woman could turn into trouble for both so made it look more like two strangers sharing the sidewalk. We entered a small club that advertised “Live Jazz” and I was shocked to find myself in a room filled with black couples and a jazz trio on the stage playing.