A.P.? Simply put, a Black American Princess. A young Black woman who’s pretty, educated and comes from a middle-class or upper middle-class family. ...hat’s what I like. Monique had B.A.P. written all over her, and I wanted some of this Black goddess brown sugar. Never one to back down before anybody, I asked her out. And to everyone’s amazement, she said yes. Her parents were less than thrilled when we began going out. My mother rolled her eyes and got mad as hell when she found out I was dating. .sorry, that it didn't actually begin life as 'a story', so it's not correctly structured or anything, but rather was all inspired looking at this woman, who may not look remarkable to some people, but I think she still shows how older women may have just as much needs, if not *more* needs to sexually satisfy their lovely aching bodies....sorry, I'll try and cut the drool!!I think she looks quite proud, and this too, was something I admired. Why shouldn't she? She's still a wonderful bit of. This place was so unfamiliar, I wish I had somebody to tell me where I was supposed to go. As I was roaming around the school trying to find my classroom I bumped into a pretty redhead. She had a nice, hourglass figure and a gorgeous face. Hi, Im new around here, I said to her, not knowing what the hell I was doing. It was like I forced myself to speak without even thinking. She smiled at me. It was one of the warmest smiles Ive ever seen in my life. Hey, welcome to our school, Im Sylvia, she. “Brenda, I have been given the opportunity to get you off drugs and alcohol and keep you out of jail. It will be unpleasant and hurt some. If you agree we can start immediately. If not, I call the cops back for you. What will it be?” I asked. “I need help please,” Brenda begged. “There will be three of us working on you at different times. Danny will be here as long as she can. This is going to be tough on her too. You know Johnny already; this pretty lady is a friend of ours that gave Danny.