"I take it you don't get many black men out here in these parts", he blurts out as he tries to break the ice. "Oh we get all sorts of people coming th...ough here looking for work. My husband never gave handouts, he always had the men work for their meals, even young boys. Honest day's work for honest pay." The conversation has an incredible deja vu' to it. As they talk more they realize that folk medicine is part of both their traditions. They begin to compare notes and this young man is as well. ” Jen busted in.There was a stressful silence in the air as none of the girls wanted to be the one to act first. “Fuck this,” Jen whispered and made a move. She walked up to Nadia and passionately kissed her, she was so soft and pleasant. Jen didn’t want to break the kiss and it seemed like Nadia didn’t mind either. Jen reached down and touched Nadia’s jeans, it was too much, she broke the kiss, “you’re soaking, darling.”It was true, and it was clear, a wet spot started showing on Nadia’s. This, she thought, was the point where he was going to see what he could make her do. Well, yes and no. He put his arm around her, supporting her head, but he just talked for a while. Then he paused and told her how beautiful she looked in that dress, wearing that big white hat. She wanted to compliment him too, but the words would not come. She was not used to being told a thing like that when it not only was appropriate but might even be sincere. She just stared into his eyes, he stopped. He d****d himself over the bed making Susan’s knees go so weak she had to lean against the wall with her legs crossed. Standing there as he looked her up and down they chatted a while, getting to know each other.Susan was too excited to chat too much so she went back to getting ready. She felt best standing in front of Barry whilst she wriggled into the dress. She asked him to help her with her necklace which he did so willingly. After a few adjustments, Susan pronounced " I am ready!" Yes you.