It was about 9 pm and we said our goodbye's and when we left Jill and her husband walked us to the car, thanking us for coming. There were still a few...people there but being it was a Sunday, allot of them had to get up for work the next day. On the way home mom and I talked and I told her what had happened between Jill and I and she said that Jill was trying to work things out with her husband. Once at home things were normal then the phone rang, mom answered it and then asked me what I was. I was wearing a bra. I could see it under the extremely feminine, puffysleeved blouse with a rounded collar, complete with the girl's ribbon bowtie. I stood up quickly to see my bottom half wasn't faring any better. Iwas wearing a plaid, pleated skirt, black ankle boots and white tights."I don't know how you've achieved this, Mr Nixon, but go to the boy'stoilets and get changed back into your uniform." I, I, I," I stammered, "I don't know where my uniform is, I don't knowwhat is going on," I. Gently, he began teasing her, his fingers stroking in and out of her vagina, his lips adoring her nipples, his thumb caressing her clit. The sensations drove Bonnie ever-wilder. ‘Ohhhhhhh!!!!’ she groaned, ‘Ahhhhhhhh!!!! Aggggghhhhhh!!!!!! Aaaaagggggghhhhhhh!!!!!!’ Before she realized she was that close, an orgasm ripped through her and she writhed wildly on the bed. Peter’s gentle caresses continued until she lay still. Her eyes wide and soft, she gazed at him. ‘I…I want you!’ she whispered.. It was different from the ones we visited because it had blacks in it. I had no idea that I was a magnet for black men, long red hair, wide hips, a big butt, and dressing like a slut did not help my cause. I felt like shark prey, even by hubby's side. He asked me did I want to try a black cock & I replied, 'heavens no'. He tried to put me at ease as they circled me, but I asked him if we could leave. Months later at a swingers party a black guy approached us both and he asked if we were here.