She said he was young he wouldn't want to do anything to do with an old woman like her. I told her she might be surprised. here is my fantasy of what ...appened.I saw the flower delivery van pull in the driveway and a good looking black man probably in his 20s got out with my wife's flowers. I met him at the door and told him I would get her but I also told him she like black men and would he mind giving her something she needed for her birthday. He asked what that might be and I said a good hard. .. so soft and beautiful," he whispered into her ear. Her body was quivering beneath him, but she still did not move away or protest as his eager hand gently traced the outline of her full breast. The pace of her breathing quickened, while her eyes remained glued in a mesmerized disbelief to the color TV screen."It must feel good, what they're doing," he murmured, following Jill's gaze to see one of the blonde's caressing the other's voluptuous naked body with the pink vibrator. it was just the. “I decided to try. Anyway, I remember climbing up every step. There were people climbing up behind me, so I couldn’t chicken out. My legs were shaking as I walked out on the diving board. I remember having my toes curled around the edge of the board like, gripping it. When I looked down, the water was a LONG way down there. I don’t know how long I stood there shaking before I finally plugged my nose, closed my eyes and just jumped.”“And you lived,” I grinned.“I lived,” she nodded. “I hit the. This was something of a daily ritual. The two women performed the same on each other while Glade watched with fascination. There was so little stubble to begin with, but soon everyone was as smooth on the pate and crotch as they were anywhere else. Even the hair on the legs and arms were removed. In Glade’s case this was with the painful application of heated beeswax as well as the sharp edge of flint blades. It was nearly dark when their mistress returned to the hut. The two slaves bowed down.