I felt like I almost blushed because I knew people would be staring at us even though I didn't look.One thing I didn't expect though was that the publ...c humiliation was a turn on. I was already aroused being with my husband and watching him as he sat on the other side of the table. I love his beard; sometimes I've even thought about licking it so I could taste it as well as feel it and look at it. He looks so good in it. Added on top of that was the knowledge of what we would be doing later,. I went to as large state university so this was no surprise.It was a Wednesday night, just after closing time at the student gym. He and I were the only ones left in the locker room. The place would be locked down in 15 minutes which was enough time for me to take a quick shower.I walked into the shower room and there he was. A very attractive looking black guy, tall and lean, with chocolate brown skin. We nodded hello as a mutual acknowledgment. Then I turned on the water. I had something on. They were pissing me off too," I said.We started walking together. "You said you have a sister?" Yeah. Michelle, but I call her Chelle. She's here at State too," I said.She smiled. "Wow. I have a twin brother, Jim. He's here. My name's Trish," she said holding out her hand.I took it. "Mike." So what are the chances of two fraternal twins being together in the same class?" Pretty thin, I'd guess," I said.Trish gave me a bit of a funny look, then said, "I have to go to my next class. See you.". It was my first slumber party. As you may have noticed, sharing makeup tips and talking about boys is not really my idea of a good time. And that has nothing to do with the fact that I’m a lesbian. I just don’t enjoy pretending to be shallow just to live up to the image people have of beautiful women—is it presumptuous of me to refer to myself as beautiful? Well, I don’t really care even if it is.Thankfully, my friends were not the ditsy, shallow type either. However, that didn’t mean they were.