It was Tammy.She said, “You are going out tonight with Missy and I and we aren’t taking no for an answer. Missy is on her way over. I’ll meet yo... out. So get ready, she’ll be there in a few minutes”.I didn’t have time to get a word in edgewise. So I started getting ready. I put on a pair of jeans, and a tank top with a button up shirt to cover it up.I was just fixing my hair when Missy came into my suite. Missy looked at me, rolled her eyes, and shook her head.“You need to let loose. You’re not. Her inner thighs were already wet with her honey. Her pussy lips had flowered, exposing her already swollen clit with its light brown, wrinkled hood. She reached out to each side, grasping the bed sheets with her fingers in anticipation of my touching her open slit. I ran my fingers lightly over her inner thighs, coming close, but not touching her sex, while I blew softly on her moist opening. She squirmed and pushed her hips up, wanting my tongue between her lips. I took Sarah by the ankles. . I'd love to. Thank you for the invitation. I'll be there ... well, when would you like me to come?" he stumbled."There's no time like the present. Come when you're ready," she said with a laugh."I won't be long," he promised.He looked at himself in the mirror and wondered if he should change. Something told him that she was comfortable with him as he was and there wasn't any need to change. He walked into the bathroom and quickly brushed his teeth and combed his hair. He looked at his watch. When I stepped into the cab the driver seemed to be looking at me very closely like he knew me or something, but I was sure it was just because it was the way I was dressed. I gave him my address and we started driving when he said "Ms. Clark? Is that really you?" It was then that I had recognized him as being in a couple of my classes last year. I just smiled and said "Yes, How are you?" he gave me a brief rundown of his life since high school and how he really loved driving around in his.