?You now, Tom. I could give you some pointers on how to train that bitch of yours. Yes sir, I could do a lot of things.? Harry was still moving the sh...vel in his hands as he spoke but stopped cold and gave me a stare I’ll never forget. ?What she needs is a good black dick up that tight little ass.? He boldly continued next saying. ?You just let me know Tom, and I’ll work it out for us.? Harry stepped closer until we were face to face. ?I know what it’s like Tom. You white folks are all alike. And she was dressed against the cold: a warm beige fur coat, together with thick black stockings, a red woolen plaid skirt, reaching somewhere hallway her thigh and creeping up higher now she was sitting. High heeled white leather boots, with warm wool inside, and a thick tight white blouse, outlining her nipples as her breasts were only supported with a push-up bra, covering only the lower part of her breasts which left her nipples free. The fur coat luckily covered her upper torso completely,. The local folk duo were good and she had one of their CD’s. Her date had a lively conversation with her before he took her home. She reached up and gave him a kiss a bit more than just friendly. Her pussy needed manual attention before she could sleep.Monday night when Roger got home from work, Marnie was in a robe, the usual sign that she was wanting intimacy. As he slipped into her pussy he asked with a smile, “How was your date? Did you have sex with him?” She spanked his easily reached ass. Young women showing the flesh of their legs and their shoulders jostled and laughed in the cool of the evening, while the less gaily attired men followed or accompanied them in straight looking monocolored shirts and tidy evening trousers. For the men it was as if they were caught in an early sixties timewarp and the sixties and seventies had never even happened, but the women impressed Ted very much. He licked his lips in anticipation. The impact of seeing the great number of these ladies.