She leaves the room and disappears down the hall. She comes back a moment’s later wearing nothing but my jacket, my chaps, and her boots. My leather... look very nice on her, although a little roomy. As she enters another faster song comes on and she goes into a dance that includes a combination of half-kicks, splits, and slides. As she twirls in front of me my jacket comes open exposing her luscious breasts. I salivate at the sight. I also get noticeably stiffer. She finishes the dance with her. It fizzled slightly then disappeared completely. Turning around, Sarah walked back to her friend and gave her the drink. Roy and her 3 co-workers shot a quick inquiring glance at Sarah, and she winked back. All four men exchanged glances and grinned. For the next hour they all drank and danced, and drank some more. Suki was enjoying herself with her friends, when she felt her skin starting to heat up. It was a new and strange sensation, it was like she's getting a fever, but not feeling sick.. Laying me back with my legs draped over the side, Terry leans over me pressing her warm body against me with her erect member squeezed between her belly and my crotch. She starts kissing my neck and shoulders, trailing down and tracing her tongue around each of my hardened nipples. As she starts sliding her tongue down toward my navel, I feel her slide my panties from under my butt, past my knees, letting them settle around my ankles. As she pauses to probe my navel with her tongue, I slip. They see me as a potential menace to society rather than a real human being. Simply because I’m black. Wow. Yet many of them secretly fetishize men like myself and crave us. I’ve lost count of how many nerdy gay white guys and curious white chicks have come onto me during my college days. I said no to all of them. Thanks but no thanks. I like my women and my men just the way I like my coffee. Hot and black. I’ve left the city of Brockton, possibly forever. I doubt I’ll ever return. I will miss.