Why not?... }"No, no, the old you tried, this you, the new you, does!" His hand came up and grabbed her chin. "From now on, do as you're told, and you...and your pussy are going to be very happy!" The hand dropped from her chin to between her legs. She immediately spread even wider. With his hand just cupping her crotch, he slowly began massaging her vulva up and down, his hand still just moving that little layer of fat up and down with little pushes left and right. His eyes had never left her. That brings those grey goose bumps inwe are talkin about who knows u just really want me stretching ur assbut im just lookin in ur eyes sliding my fingers up n down ur backu fix your hair n lick ur lips waiting for my attacka hand goes up ur neck to tbe base of ur skull fingers rubb the scalp wide the tightly pulldeeper than u expect u have to arch ur back not from any pain but because it spreads ut chest n i wouldnt have it any other wayi lick between from belly to chin then down againmy other. Dinner talk "Why do these white women come for Black guys?" Jaye asked. I offered that it seemed like this was a great place for an adventure -- away from home and moral strictures, a chance to try the forbidden. "Yeah, but what about the white married women?" I didn't have an answer there, beyond maybe that the adventure thing still held and maybe they weren't getting what they wanted at home. "But what about their husbands HELPING!" I hadn't figured that out. Dinner came and we ate a little.. " thinking that I might as welljust let her do what she has to do and then I can get out of here and gohome. That's all I wanted to do, just forget all of this.She smiled and took a small breath."i see that you chose to come here dressed as a female rather then amale. How does it make you feel to be dressed in public? Do you feelembarrassed to have people view you as female?"shit, that was as easy question, I hated this, all of this. How can Isay this to make it sound right so that it doesn't.