I’m bi-sexual.’ Colleen said. ‘I like men as friends, but to sleep with? No thanks. The funny thing is, Brigid and I are attracted to the same k...nd of woman.’ Brigid went on. ‘We like women who are very sexual, lovely, feminine — you’re our type of woman. Both of us are attracted to you, you’re the kind of woman we both like to sleep with.’ Victoria suddenly clued in. That is what Brigid had meant by ‘does she?’ earlier on. She was asking her sister if Victoria slept with women. ‘Anyway, we’ll. When I pulled in the parking lot, I saw Bobo standing infront of room 104 and waving to me. “Well pretty lady,”he said. “I’m so glad you have decided to come. Don’t benervous, I know your husband treats you like shit. Howabout some wine?”“Skip the wine,” I said. “You are a black man who enjoysdegrading white wives like me.”“Then why are you here pretty farmer’s wife? I know whatyou want. You want what your husband. She held his hand, patted his leg and finger stroked his thigh at times. They felt Kim getting cozy, laying on her side with her ass toward Howard. Captured in Marla's story, he didn't see Kim slide her skirt upward and pull her panties to the side to expose one lip of her cunt. Marla laid it on thick, dropping her head into her hands and facing forward. Howard took the opportunity to peep at Kim. His breath caught when he saw Kim's bare lip, pink and plump against the white of her panties. . Aside from a few near encounters with several girls in neighboring schools, I was a virgin, horny and looking forward to having sex with a girl. My exploration of the female body was strictly limited to content seen through a computer screen and occasional spying on my step-mom. My step-mom was the classic professional. At forty-six, she was an attractive woman who stood five foot five with brown hair, small frame, and big tits. She dressed well, opting to wear skirts and heels to work. I had.