After about a week and a half I couldn't control the desire to have my physical needs met. I decided I would hit the bar the next night and find a sui...able guy. It was a little after eight when I began to get ready. I fixed my hair and makeup, put on my favorite black silk halter top that highlighted my natural 44B breasts, a pair of jeans and a pair of six inch heels. I checked myself in the mirror and thought to myself, I can't believe I'm going to be spreading my legs for another guy. If Mark couldn’t come over to see Joe, I’d have a hard time seeing him. His brother, Mason, would make being at his house impossible. The cold chill boiled to steam at the unfairness of not seeing Mark because Joe was a horn dog.“Sure, I understand,” Mark mumbled and glanced at Bethany and me. “See you around.”“Bye,” I giggled, even though I didn’t feel it. Before he could turn away, I ran to him and gave him a quick hug. When Bethany did the same, I saw Mom grinning at us like she thought we. She was crying in her sleep and that alone would have been enough to get me from my bed to hers to offer consolation. All the same I was very aware that we were both naked!That nakedness had led us to talk about the degree of control Earl expected to exercise over her body; it felt much less surprising to me than she still found it but outside observers often see more than participants. I am dark skinned with black hair; if my mother's similar colour and texture is any guide I fear I shall see. “I think that we will spice this up a bit; I am going to give you a choice”But the choice was not going to be shared with the group. I whispered into the blond’s ear. As I did so a look of shock and horror crossed her face. She had a very difficult choice to make. Either way it would be great fun for me.I turned to address the rest of the group.“Blondie here has a choice to make. She can either take the final 2 shocks herself – and I have told exactly how and where they will be.