She was about 5' 7" and maybe 120 pounds. Her skin was a light golden bronze color and her black hair was done up in tiny cornrows which only accented...her deep green eyes. She had a large handbag over one shoulder, which made her breasts stand out even though they were pretty small. She wore a paisley blouse that was tucked into a pair of Levi's that was so tight they could have been painted on. I was probably panting while I starred, then finally my mouth decided to work."Hi Alexia, I'm. It was bad, but it isn't my story—it's Harmony's story. I can't imagine anything that bad happening to me. Harmony's story prompted my actions a couple of hours later.Harmony ended her tale as Miss Krystal parked the sedan in a handicapped space. I was too horrified to comment on the blue and white sign in front. The asphalt pavement was warmer than the white concrete sidewalk and I was glad that it was still morning—hot pavement didn't sear my bare feet.The first stop was a beauty salon. Miss. I still had an hour to wait so I went back to the guy five minutes away and said, if he wanted to come over, great, but no 69 or him sucking me off as I had another guy coming and had promised the newbie he could get my load. But I’d be more than willing to get him off. He was horny and willing. The old saying any cock is better than no cock applies here. In less than five he was knocking on my door. Very nice guy, early 50’s nice body, pretty tight and nice cock.He got naked, I was already. I expected Donna to sit on the other side of Mike and was surprised when she squeezed in between us.The room got suddenly quiet for me as I tried to quell the tent rising in my pants, inspired by the sensation of Donna's thighs, shoulders and arms brushing against mine. Not to mention her ass, her ass...We sat for several moments when Donna announced uncomfortably, "I gotta pee," and jumped up and headed for their bedroom. Just a moment later, Mike followed, "Yeah, I think I need to go too."We.