He stood well over six feet in height with a broad chest and heavily muscled arms. He was perhaps the blackest man that Daniel, who stood barely five ...eet four inches, a fair skinned blue eyed blonde, had ever seen. Pushing the much smaller man aside Clive announced, "Where are you baby? Clive has some for you girl!" He turned to Daniel. "Where is your woman Shorty?" "Um... she's just in the bathroom. She'll be out in a minute," replied a nervous Daniel. Clive reached out and took hold of. Well, here was my opportunity, but it still didn't seem right."Umm, sometimes it can be quiet, but I have a lot of friends," I struggled to answer her question neutrally, "and I have a great neighbor," I ended, and found myself leaning over and putting a comforting hand on her shoulder.Debbie looked up at me when I touched her and could see here whole face brighten with a gorgeous smile. It was as if she had suddenly made the decision to be happy whatever the cost probably prompted by my. Ashley set her cup on the table beside the bed."I agree with you, Misty," she said, "I guess that must make me a hedonist too."The two smiled at each other, both realizing they were at an awkward moment. Each yearned for that first touch, but each hesitated in case they were wrong. Finally Ashley moved, reaching out with a trembling hand and touching Misty's firm breast. The black woman smiled and reached out and touch the white girl's breast."I've been wanting to do that since the beginning of. That took a heck of a lot of guts for someone like me. I think my prick showed its appreciation just a bit too much through my trunks when we were chatting. She’s got an even more extensive tan now: our balcony is not really overlooked.She had tucked her arm through mine as we walked to the university. She doesn’t usually do that. We normally hold hands. She didn’t talk much either. She is normally such a chatterbox. Perhaps she was giving me a bit of head room – she knew how nervous I was. I.