”I was reassured Stephanie wasn’t there to push Mercedes and me apart, but the alternative was a minefield that needed to be negotiated also.“Sh...hhhh,” Mercedes whispered in my ear. “Stephie came here to work with me in the dance studio and I love her to death and I want her close. She’ll be a good friend to you, too, honey. She’s not going to come between us in any way ... understand?”I didn’t answer immediately. I was still mulling over her reply because I wasn’t quite sure she’d answered the. For instance, all the dancing talent is evaluated and ultimately approved by me. On a daily basis, there’s some lovely lady that wants to become a G spot lady and they all audition for me all some point before they’re hired. Don’t get me wrong, I trust my staff to pick the talent for the club, but I like to make the dancers sweat a little under the gaze of the big boss. Plus, it’s a great opportunity for my favorite pastime, sex! So this fine young black lady from the south stopped by to dance. He reply's that it isn't just him that wants it but he knows my kind and that I wantit too. Stunted I don't say anything, I pull my legs in and cross my arms tightly looking at thefloor. He slides himself so close to me that I can feel his breath on my neck, his hand rubs up my leg and down my harm as he places his fingers inbetween mine holding my hand. I start to feelsafe with him something that I don't understand, but embrace it anyway. He kisses my cheek then the lobe of my ear. It was then that I heard someone push the calling bell and I had been to the door to find who that could be. It was Sheeba who had come to meet my sister to borrow a book not knowing that I was the only person at home. Though she was a frequent visitor to our home I had never noticed her in detail. She asked me for a book and I asked her to fetch it from my sister’s study table. On one end of my room I had my bed and my study table and on the other end of the room was my sister’s study table. I.