Lost in my anger,my feet seemed to do what they wanted, and I soon found myself doing theMonterey Tango. The boy I was skating with was really quite g...od. Heeffortlessly guided me through the steps as I let the music take holdand I began to forget how I was dressed. He said his name was Ron, Itold him mine was Diane. He was taller than me, and not bad looking, fora guy I guess.He took me back to the bench when the music stopped and drifted away.Twice more that night a different boy asked me to. . oh what a waste.And yet she couldn't even feel proper regret; she was too busy feeling wonderful.She was resistant to eating more, but he explained about protein and other macronutrients, about her body's needs, about how "muscle" means firm toned flesh not bulging biceps; and how strong the extra nutrition would make her as she kept losing weight. Earlier she wouldn't have believed him, but he was her gym buddy and here she was forty pounds lighter, so, what the hell.It took a lot longer. As if she can feel my eyes on her she arches back exposing more of her throat as an offering to me. I feel rumbling deep from within me. I make her wait just a few more seconds longer as she sits there arched almost naked chained as an sacrifice to me. I move in and clasp her exposed throat tight under her jaw bone; I feel her tense and quiver suddenly. I keep my movements slow and purposeful, savouring her every reaction. With my free hand I undo the buttons of her jacket and it falls open. I. Marvin ran out to the car and the two of them talked for a few minutes. I waited on the front porch for his answer. I decided to close up my housecoat a bit, but I was still semi hard. To my surprise and shock, both Marvin and Felicia walked up to the front door, hand in hand. I invited them in and Marvin introduced me to his girlfriend. Felicia was also black, with big sexy puffy lips and blue fuck me eyes. She was a bit plump, but she had huge fat titties. She was wearing a pair of.