“What you’s guys up, ‘tah?”“Christ, Jill...” Mary, a chesty redhead from Alabama, said under her breath, “those guys are black...”“Y...ah...” drawled Tammy, a native Georgia Peach, “and they’re SERIOUSLY built too!”Teresa noticed the large, snug bulges in the four dark men’s speedos. She almost giggled out loud at her thought. “Yeah, they may be built, but my Sam is probably twice the man of any of them...” She was thinking about her boyfriend back in Auburn. Sam Johnson was the graduate student. With an unusual amount of time to daydream, Susan let her mind wander to the last time she had sex. It was about six months ago, and it wasn't all that great, as she remembered. The guy had been Gavin, her boyfriend at the time. He was just as experienced in bed, but still had no idea how to pleasure the female body. Even while dating him and having sex at regular intervals, she still found herself using her vibrator almost every morning as Gavin could do nothing to satisfy her. The lack of. She figured they would go away in time, so no explanation would be necessary.Back to the car, this time she scooted over next to me as I started it up to leave.“Do we have to go home yet?” she said.“We don’t have to do anything, pretty girl – what’s your fancy?” I said casually.“Well, that movie’s going to give me nightmares, so why don’t we go to the park like we used to, and watch people?” she proffered.“That was a very long time ago, Kami,” I said.“No it wasn’t, I was ... fourteen, and you. Im-imim-im-impossible", she stuttered. No. Not stuttered. Her mouth and big blue eyes moved exactly the same when she repeated the syllable. Dammit, why it's always me who gets stuck in the same room with a broken robot? She recovered, and I could swear that I heard a crackle from her.Bubbles, now wearing a cheerleader costume, entered a room. Both Sara and Yolanda followed. "Mistress, are you feeling alright?" Sarah walked to the lady, and checked her."Yes, thank you, honey. I need a checkup,.