. at what I, a woman in a man's world had achieved! After my marriage ended in divorce, I had made up my mind not to ever againbe depended on a man, o... anyone else for that matter, for my livelihood ormy well being. "Oh yeah," I thought to myself, "a lot of peopleat my office called me a 'bitch' but I had done it. I was now at the top ofcorporate ladder and I didn't need anyone ever again." As I got up from the bed I went on 'automatic pilot.' I had gone through thismorning routine for so long. Lisa felt some relief knowing that Marc and the other couples would be leaving. But her mind was on Kristen.In the house, Kristen was led by Jamaal to the bar where she allowed him to pour her another wine. "Jamaal, I think I should probably let you know that I think I've gone far enough. I don't know what came over me out there, but I can't do this, I'm married." As she said these words, she felt conflicted within herself. She at once had loved kissing Jamaal, and she had also felt great. .. This was the time my good respectable middle class Mom would do it. Would cheat and ball somebody else. I could just tell, the way she thought of this consultant gyno who'd done so much for her... She deeply fancied him, did everything he said and gushed lovingly about him whenever he was mentioned. She saw this black doctor as a God. I didn't say when I heard the conversations of her praising him to Dad, but it was hugely turning me on. I could tell, she had huge desires for him, and that. . but why should I feel so helpless?!After all, Cynthia was my lover; we were soon to be wed. And Mr. Jo,though peculiar, was just another man, after all. Yet I was blushingfuriously from head to foot, knees knocking as I tried to hide myselfbehind my hands."Best get started with the cream, and stop posing for 'September Morn',darling!" Cynthia cracked."Yes, dearie," Mr. Jo put in, "Remember now, all over that body--well,except for your dickie--and then, I'll check to see if you missed.