Men seeking time with them would do well to remember that. My husband told him our plans for the evening, not caring who overheard.My new best friend ...ntroduced himself as Ted, or Fred, or Red...fuck I don’t know. Did I mention that I was fully baked?“Damn you are gorgeous.” “Yes you are”, the others chimed in, almost in unison.I smiled, so did hubby. “Well thank you, cock”...I hesitated just long enough to drive my point, “tails...will get you anywhere you wanna be!” I laughed. They laughed,. . The snotty little self proclaimed BBC slut from a few houses. She wasnt the most beautiful girl in the world but her body was something niggas came from miles around to get a piece of. A nice juicy ass and huge firm tits that drew the eyes. Janie was a petite white girl who was shaped almost exactly like me jus a smaller version. Every time I saw her all i could do was watch those huge titties bounce as she walked. I instantly felt my pussy get wet and start to throb. I finally got my things. “Hey!” she said. I wouldn’t stop for her and she wouldn’t let go, so she let me drag her outside. “Lunatic? What are you talking about?” she said as we circled the pool together. “Who are you?” reaching the far side of the pool and a place of solitude, I turned to face her. “What is your problem?” The freaks story had irritated me to one level but this chick was irritating me on a whole different level. “I’m Jocelyn,” she drew near and pushed my bangs out of my eyes. “Are you alright?”. I've been thoroughly done over so my hair now goes two ways. All neat and wavy round my head for daytime. Then I can brush and pin it up using the tortoiseshell combs so I look fierce and about six inches taller. Is this really the same hair I started out with? Magic. Had my fingernails tidied up - made me hang my head in shame for abuse inflicted on them over the years. Blenched a bit at the bill.Back to my room to drop things off, pick up the itineraries, hotel reservations and checklists..