The music wasgood -- some jazz, some old Motown -- and they served a goodcheeseburger.I wore a red dress. My hair was in dreads. I had silver-dangling...arrings and a silver bracelet. I was fine.Jewel, who worked in Ruby's salon, sat down with me one night. Keisha,her best friend, And like every time three women get together, wetalked about men.We talked about handsome black men, Denzel and Wesley and the Rock. Wetalked about white men, Brad Pitt and Mark Wahlberg and Ben Affleck. Wedecided that. That was kind of a trip and it made me feel like I really needed to make it worth it; after all, I always liked to say I have a good work ethic. I snapped back as I felt him lift up my dress and slide a hand underneath to my crotch. I let out a soft moan as his fingers rubbed my clit through my panties. “I’m glad you seem to be enjoying this as well,’ he spoke softly, almost breathlessly as he fingered my pussy. He was right, lack of personal life or not he knew enough to make me wet and I let. I swam over to it and was just picking it up when her father walked out the sliding glass door. Shit.I put my suit on as best I could, keeping my back to him. It's so fucking tight its difficult putting it on wet, much less standing in four and a half feet of water. I looked over at the patio when I was done to see her father arranging charcoal on the barbecue, his back toward us.The man had class. I wouldn't have been surprised if he had taken a punch at me. I know he said he'd understand, but. We had added some software that precluded adding or linking with certain websites. This was one of my ideas and we had saved a bunch of money on repairs and costly software so far, because of the people no longer adding porn and gaming sites on their computers. I finished up with the receptionist and she got a call that Mrs. Harris wanted to see me. I left Haley, the receptionist, with my parting statement, "I have had to write this one up, Haley. If we have to come back again for this same.