"She sat down in my hydraulic tattoo chair and put her leg up where the tattoo was to go. She sat her other leg on the floor.I grabbed my tools and sa... down to start the tattoo. Being a bisexual woman, I could not help but notice her legs spread and her pussy almost peeking out the side of her shorts. I could feel my panties dampen as I got to work.This was, without a doubt, the slowest I had ever done a tattoo. I was enjoying the view so much. I got up for a second to stretch and told her I. As soon as I was ready Tim came in and we got prepared to get in the stall. “Uh, Mom” Tim started. “At night I have a tough time finding the right position to sleep because of my hands and now I’m waking up with a stiff back and neck”“Oh. You poor thing!” I responded. “How can I help you?”“Well, I thought if you could sort of give me a message while you wash me, maybe you could loosen me up” he suggested.“Oh, sure” I agreed. “Lets get in”As we entered the stall I realized the best way to do. It's supposed to be a guy thing."We're that new music group, Barenaked Ladies," Rhonda announced. We had all tossed our books down and were laughing.Josh jumped up and posed like a statue. "I'm Michelangelo's David."Cassie lay down in front of him. "I'm Bathsheba on the roof."Whitney, who had just arrived from basketball practice, walked in to the midst of everyone and started stripping. We all watched and even clapped along as she did her little strip tease."I'm your Private Dancer," she said. Back in high school I was quite popular, I played on different sports teams. I was a tall blond bigger girl not fat, athletic. I had a few different boyfriends all white, my Dad would not approve of me dating a black guy. One night at a party this Black guy DeShawn was hitting on he hard I was drinking feeling pretty good when I decided to would join him in a downstairs bed room. I was single at the time and figured what the hell I would try a romp with this Big Hot Black guy. Once inside he.