It was spooky down there and when I entered the room the noise from the machines was nearly deafening. I was hoping to simply dump the sheets and get ...ut of there but then I saw James and the urge to get out was overtaken with the urge to stay. James was about 6’3”, a lean but muscular black man. She looked about 30 and you could tell he worked in manual labor because he appeared to be in great shape. “Hi”, I yelled over the machines, “I need to drop these dirty linens off”. James smiled when. We always looked forward to different opportunities for Diane to show off her body and maybe enjoy a different kind of sexual activity. Some would say she was a slut, a whore or worse because of her behavior, but since we both enjoyed these types of adventure, others would label us as swingers. Whatever way you look at these situations, it is something we both enjoy and look forward to exploring more and more encounters.One evening we had both gotten home from work a little late and decided. "The girl sat back on the sofa and crossed her silky legs. "When westarted going out, I forgot all about Chrissy, and I really thoughtthat you had cured me somehow. But more and more, I've found myselflonging to become her again, and not just part time, but for keeps. Iwould have done this sooner if it weren't for the way I knew it wouldmake you feel. Even if this hurts you now, it's better that you knowabout me so you can get on with your life. Goodbye, Kit. I'll alwayslove you."Kit stared at. The funeral was a rainy day, full of black umbrellas. Jims parents were there, of course, but they didnt talk to Amina. All of Jims friends came, and Amina could barely remember any of their names. They all went to his parents house later. They called it a wake, although Amina knew that a wake should properly be held before the funeral (she was getting a sociology degree with an emphasis on funeral customs). Most of Jims friends were consoling, even thought it was clear they didnt really want.