A few weeks later Lisa went to work in one of the upscale department stores in a nearby shopping center where she still worked. To this day she harbor...d an underlying fear of men and over the years had refused dates with men even though several had asked her out and most had seemed nice and sincere. Even now the thoughts of being touched by a man sent shivers up her spine. Women, however, were something else entirely. Jane had briefly reestablished a relationship after Lisa's divorce, but when. George turned out to be astatuesque black girl (or perhaps that should be "gurl") withextravagant hair and the longest painted nails I'd ever seen, wearing aglossy, claret-coloured dress which left almost all her limbs exposed.I saw Sue looking furtively at her from beneath her long eyelashes, andeven Peter seemed interested, rather to Cyrille's irritation.George plumped herself down next to me, and purred something I didn'tquite catch into my ear. Donna shifted awkwardly in her seat,. His antics gave me endless hours of pleasure.We were walking the day everything changed, again.It was a Friday afternoon. The sky was perfectly clear. It was hot, but the breeze cut through the heat and humidity, making it just manageably comfortable. Charger and I left shortly before lunchtime and headed south, so that by the time we were walking home the sun would be behind us instead of in our eyes.My thoughts that day were a jumble of things and lot of nothing. Over the course of five. Jack of coursesqueezed himself between us. He had shed his jacket."Happy birthday again," he said clinking glasses with me and giving me adeep kiss on my lips, his tongue trying to get through. I was scared andshocked and spilt my glass of champagne on his pants. He still continuedto kiss me until I let his tongue enter my mouth. It took a while for himto stop the tongue fucking."Look what you've done, Lacy," Tammy exclaimed. "Jacks pants are allwet."I was shocked but it was a genuine accident..