Her face is cute but she's not a real knockout, she does have a cute button nose and a juicy pair of lips though. What I love most about her is that s...e's smart; I mean she has a great job and she makes good decisions, I almost always trust her judgment. For privacy reasons we'll call my wife Donna. We live and work in Phoenix, AZ and we both had wanted to get away from our jobs for a while and we were reading all about this great place in Flagstaff to go camping. We decided it would be perfect. Victor said that we were not sure how far we wanted to go….Tyrone nodded smiling and he suggested some dancing first. My husband watched silently as Tyrone led me to a backroom noticing that the black guy was grabbing my hand in his large dark one. Victor joined me as I entered the room.Tyrone asked why we were there and, before Victor could answer; this time I told that I had been always interested in trying a black man out…The black man so told us that married white women always had found. To me, she was like a book I had closed and had no intention of opening again. Now it was once again open in front of me, waiting.Marie looked at the women and then me. It was obvious that this was not something she had expected. She had known that I had a family of two daughters and a son, but she did not know about Melissa - nor Bea. I sighed."Marie, I guess I should introduce our family. My fiancées Lindsay and Melissa and OUR children Katy, Evelyn, Luke ... and Bea, who is two months old. Something I'd read about online, called a "waking trance." I would leave them each in a state that sort of hovered between their two worlds."Sit up, now," I ordered. "Here in the real world, make your body sit up. Do it now." I waited while each of them struggled into an upright sitting position, next to each other again, but this time without regard for her other two "sisters in slavery," as they often refer to themselves. "In a moment, I will count to three, and when you hear me finish.