Eventually the sounds and scents of the VIP gallery, a balcony that overlooks the common room come to you: the heavy beat of the music, the scent of e...pensive tobacco, a little too much perfume. You step out onto the balcony. It is almost deserted, and even though it is never crowded, it’s even quieter than usual. Your usual table is open, one near the railing. While you enjoy the regular senior girls, you like looking downward and seeing the new blood. The club manager is very strict. On the way home in the taxi I couldn't stop thinking about it . It was quite late so we all went back to our rooms , I got so horny thinking about it , even my 48 year old mum was shagging next door what was going on !The next night I put on a smart T shirt and sum shorts an went down to the hotel bar and drank quite alot to get my courage up after about 8 beers I got in a taxi and headed down there .I was really nervous but excited at the same time , it took me 15 minutes before I built up. Penis, for want of a better word." Then she snorted at her own witticism."Oh jeez," Florenz said and then caught himself and said in sotto voce, "I just heard Bess--I guess it was her over there--light a cigarette. Does she smoke? Isn't she a cheerleader or something? Like she's about--what--fourteen?" I've seen her smoking," I whispered. "Yes, she smokes, child athlete or not." Let's get down to business," Madeleine said, taking off her bra. Her chest is broad and muscular. Really very. We were the only brown girls in our mostly white and mostly male science courses, and bonded partly because of that. The more I got to know Adina, the more I became convinced that my favorite brown-skinned Aboriginal Australian Amazon was like me, a woman who loves women. We hung out, going to Hoyts Melbourne Central Cinema to watch movies together and also hanging out at restaurants and spas. Just two girls hanging out and enjoying each other’s company, or so I’d like everyone to think. I find.