He shook his head and moaned a ‘no’. “They say black guys have big ones.” Jo groaned again. “They say they fuck harder and can do it over...and over again.” He groaned even louder this time as she increased her speed. “They say they can fuck all night.” Jo cried out one last time. Carla felt his cum spill over her hand as he lay there moaning softly to himself. It had been a long time since she had done this to him. She kissed him and then got up to get some tissue. “I... I didn’t mean. Suddenly she stopped in front of a shoe store and announced she wanted to try on some shoes, mainly some high boots. This was a shoe store where you get to sit down and have a salesperson wait on you, it also had a section of womens clothing and as we entered I saw why she wanted to go in this store. There was only one salesperson in the store and he was a young good looking guy. Beth and I sat down and this guy comes over and introduces himself to us. His name is Ken and Beth tells him she is. ‘Just a moment,’ she called, reaching for her red dressing gown to cover her young, nude body. She opened the door to see James, her family’s butler, standing there. ‘Good morning, James,’ she said with a smile. He held her breakfast tray. ‘Breakfast, Miss Heather. Shall I put it on the dresser?’ ‘Please.’ As he passed, Heather took the delicate teacup from the tray and sipped the steaming hot tea. He put the tray down. ‘Cook prepared your favo-rite, Miss Heather. Apple turnovers and oatmeal. And, yes, I'd love to play with you sometime soon." Hmmmm, what kind of play."She slapped my shoulder."Danny, Mike, Terry, Mary, and I have managed to work a song into good enough shape that everyone says it sounds pretty good, and we've started practicing another." Mary, too?" Yeah, she's been playing some chords on that old chord organ in our basement. She's been trying to teach herself." That's great. I hope she can get piano lessons like she wants." I hope so, too. I don't think Mom or Dad.