.he says..... I heard yelling when I pulled up and went around to the side of the house to see what the fuck was going on. He says....I saw everything...through the blinds. I am blushing and freaked out, I tell him to get in the house in case someone drives by. We walk into the living room together, me covered in drying cum and sweat and my best friend. My black lover lays on the couch and smiles, we made some noise huh?...and laughs! I tell Terry I need to talk to him privately, he just says I. " I'm letting my libido control my brain but I would be a fool to turn such an offer down." Then you'll do it?" Against my better judgment, yes." Alright!" John said a little too loud.Two days later, John was leaving for work and went in to kiss Amy goodbye. "Have a nice day sweetie," he said and kissed her briefly. "Oh by the way, Thomas is coming over for dinner tonight." Tonight? Why didn't you tell me we were having company?" Amy complained and stood up from the table. She hadn't seen. The truth was, dancing to me was like having sex in public. Moving my hips, sweat trickling down my body, the feeling of someone else’s hot flesh pressed against mine, and all the while that vibration of the bass drum driving into the core of my being. When the song ended, I took a moment to catch my breath, and asked him if he wanted a drink. He followed me to the bar, watched me order, and after I took a long drink directly from the glass, he looked at me with this strangely intense gaze.. AJ told me about how back in high school the local police came over andtalked to the girls about some violent sex crimes that were committed inthe local area. They told them about the actions that saved girl's livesand they told us about the actions taken that ended up being their last.I started to understand why some girls thought personal protection likean air horn or pepper spray was necessary."Those guys were idiots, there was no way they were going to steal youaway from me," AJ calmingly.