She was shy like a fish out of water.I asked her to remove her pants and to be frank.I removed her track pants. No panties. She closed her womanhood b... her both hands.I just took a bold move and removed her hands from her woman thing.Kissed at the top. She shivered, please… I asked what, please??P – dont tease me.M- I am not teasing u. I am worshipping this gods creation, presented to me for this special day….. P- only worshipping will not do anything……M- then what? (I placed my mouth near her. One evening I was rolling through the neighborhood to the east of us. There were groups of Caribbean and West African immigrants hanging out, playing music, and having a good time. It looked like fun, and I decided to stop and check it out. I parked and walked a few blocks over to the celebration. I stuck out like a sore thumb, since I was young and white, but as I danced and sang along, people treated me as if I belonged at the little street party. I even had a few glasses of Jamaican rum. " Yeah, I guess I was pretty jealous, and know you have a right to be mad at me." But I'm not. Let's just go out to the Chinese place, get us something to eat, and have a nice evening. Okay?"Shawn swallowed hard and nodded his head. It was pretty obvious he thought that he was lucky to be off the hook. Still, he didn't try to have sex with her when he brought her back to her apartment, and Sheryl didn't offer, either.As soon as Shawn left, Sheryl's phone buzzed. It was Cricket. His call came so. A need fulfilled, but at what cost? I looked up at Kay again. Tried to draw strength from her unabashed behaviour that had challenged my faith, beaten it and driven me off-piste. Her comfort at what she'd done. Her lascivious lifestyle.She broke my thought train. "Look, if it makes you feel any better, bring Emilia over one night." My eyes widened but she ploughed on. "Just dinner. Plenty of wine. If you're supportive, she might surprise you." No way. She's stronger than me. She wouldn't."Kay.