Her identification card didn’t state she was either white or black but had the mysterious word “other” written in the black space and she knew n...w it meant that she was not really a member of the privileged white class and she had better change her thinking before she missed out on life.She watched the black boys playing basketball in the school yard and she could see the outlines of their huge cocks inside their sports trunks. They spoke in a slang that she barely understood and she felt like. Its not very packed but its quite a few ppl there, so i go to the bar a get 2 more beer and just check out the scene. halfway through my 2nd beer i spot her goin to the dance floor. she looks so sexy tonight wearin a short black dress barely coverin her ass and black heels. well i see a few friends now and i go talk to them tryin to get my mind off that beautiful ass of her's. so after another beer i'm headed to the bathroom and she's' commin out. She looks at me and smiles, which i am. "Oh no, they are fine, you will look lovely in them," he started, but there will be seven of us and I wanted each one to be able to take one thing off you, and you only have six."I understood him and told him I would have a pair of shoes on too. But apparently, that wouldn't do, with the Turkish thing about not wearing shoes indoors. I suddenly felt I had probably insulted them both by not taking my shoes off when I arrived.Rummaging through my case, I found a little black half-slip that I. "Did you find us alright?" she questioned."Yes, no problem at all" I stated. "So, tell me about the party you would like to host." I queried, trying to get to the business at hand."Would you like a cocktail?" Karen asked, with her devious smile still radiating confidence as she got up and headed to her kitchen."If you are having one, I'm happy to join you" I ceded. One thing I have learned about the country club wives is whatever their pleasure is, is my pleasure. Drinks at 10am? Sure. Tease me.