”“We here for two nights, then go back. Gas in cans.”“Right. Good to see you again.”“You now nungungi two-shot hunter!” He laughed.“Ne... name?”“Yep. You ‘two-shot’.”Another reputation. I wondered how far it would reach.The last of the ‘roo went that night, as well as some fresh-caught fish, thanks to the women and children. I think they were some type of catfish. I told Joshua that I would be leaving in the morning and asked whether I could do anything for the band.“Find ‘nother ‘roo,” he. I was pretty shocked to hear their conversation they were talking dirty. Some part of The conversation goes like thisMan on the phone : you were pretty good today I have never seen and met beauty like you.Mom : yeah you were too. Why don’t you come in the morning too.Man on the phone : no darling evening time is good for me as I am busy in the morning due to work.Mom : okay by the way I like your toy you have.Man on the phone : it’s for you babe.After hearing their conversation I hung up the. We handled our check sans a tip, because the waitress was a bitch, and hurried back to her place. I couldn't wait to try my new birthday present out. The next night she and I met up with some of our friends at a local lesbian club. Their ideal birthday party celebration in my honor. The club was popping that Saturday night. The temperature in the room was sky high. Heat eminated from the crowd of women looking to have their bodies grinded on in more ways than one. The air was thick with sexual. She still had her shoes on. We just stood there for a little while looking at each other. Her white underwear looked even whiter in contrast with her cinnamon skin. I could see, her nipples under the lace of her bra, they were a dark chocolate color and they were already hard, poking through the material. My eyes traveled down her round belly and down her shapely legs, returning finally to the triangle of her white panties. I could see her black pubic hair beneath the sheer material, as black.