Before we knew it, we were giving each other compliments and the more we talked the sexier we both began to feel. It almost seemed to ooze out of our ...ores. Suddenly, I just blurted out, “Have you ever been with a woman?” She looked as stunned hearing it as I did saying it. As she leaned in to answer, she reached up and brushed my long dark hair from my shoulder to close in on my ear. “No”, she replied softly, “but I have always wanted to”. At that moment, my heart raced and my pussy began to. "You really do know how to push all the right buttons. Just remember you said that."Dianna and I showered and dressed together Monday morning. She insisted on taking a cab back to her place; she didn't want me anywhere near it. I reluctantly kissed her good- bye, then put her in the cab. After that, I went to work. I was an emotional wreck all week. Angie and I had done our final rehearsals with Paul. He told us Dianna had met with him separately. I was excited about — and dreaded — the. ”“Useful, yes, but every bad moment remembered in full detail, for ever?” he queried, “Would you really want that?”She sat in silence until he asked, “Do you want a notebook?”She nodded, “Please.”He took one out of his desk drawer.“Now, every important point you need to remember, write it down. Every question you need answered, write it down. Every decision you make, write it down. Then you will have a valuable document which will hopefully help you get everything right, and in twenty years. Clearly, this was not normal behavior for Mrs. White."Yes, hurt me!" she cried as he squeezed hard. "Make me your bitch!"Mrs. White was really getting into it, and I suddenly realized that my hand was in my swampy panties, two fingers shoved up my twat.Mr. White was pounding away at Mrs. White, his body slapping into hers. I guess the sound woke something in him, because on one down stroke he slapped Mrs. White on the ass. "Oh yes!" she hissed.Taking the encouragement, he slapped her ass again,.