Amber smiled and said she thought it’d be fun, so that left only one of us to convince. When all three of us turned and looked at Michelle, her face...turned red, kind of like it is now. With all of us waiting for her, she finally nodded okay. That was when the waiter brought our food. Arghh. I want the rest of the story!! We didn’t want to spoil Michelle’s appetite more than we already had, so we talked about other things, our square dancing, some of the projects Mike has worked on, he told us. When we got to the restaurant, Morgan and Sloanehad already arrived and been seated. I recognized them both from thephoto on my dresser and remembered how we had all met sophomore year.Morgan's eyes went wide and she smiled ear-to-ear as she took in my newlook - she must not have been on Instagram yet. "You sexy bitch! Wheredid Ashleigh go? Those sandals are fire, and your mani and pedi, omg,and I am literally dead right now."I laughed and gave her a hug. "It's still me, girl - I just thought. I could tell the head of my dick was out past her legs and was getting moist with pre-cum. I imagine that if you could look into the sleeping bag, it would look like mom had grown a penis with the way my dick was sticking out from between her legs. Another minute passed when my mother said something I'll never forget. "Honey, if this morning is anything to go by, you need to release yourself. She said more quiet than before. “Go ahead. I think it's the only way we'll get any sleep tonight. And the talent was lush. It's relevant that this place was predominantly Afro-Caribbean and mainly heterosexual. I was accepted because 'You don't behave like a gay bloke', whatever that means,lol. Anywho, one night a group of fairly lively white 'geezers' came in and I was stood at the bar minding my own when one of the group started being a bit stupid, talking in an effeminate, lisping manner whilst smirking at me. Now, I've never been a fighter but my hackles were up and I leaned into the.