”“Did I? What do you mean?”“You said in the car that you would make love to me – and my pussy - as I have never been loved before.”“That...was arrogant man-talk, only half-serious. But I hoped, wished it would be true.”“Oh, I wanted it so much to come true! Yesterday, in the shop and car, I was - we were – very naughty! When I got home last night, I got scared. I badly wanted to come to your room today but no longer was sure. Would I dare to be as shameless again as I was in the shop, in the car?. Halfway through the party, he'd been called to New York to resolve a legal dispute. He'd immediately telephoned Susan telling her he needed to go over a number of things with her before he left. He sent a limo to pick her up at her home. The sun was beginning to set when it pulled into the studio gates. She met Howard in his office and he quickly went over the details of a birthday party she was to plan for his mother. He finished, grabbing his briefcase telling her the studio limousine would. The bedroom door opened and I slipped into the dimly light room, a further flash instantly blinded me. Slowly my brain sorted out the frozen tableau before me. On the bed was a naked girl with a man between her legs. And that was not all, at the head of the bed was another guy holding her arms above her head, while at the foot was two more holding her legs apart.Just when I had sorted this all out in my brain a second flash went off, the source of light now having moved from it's previous. "I guess Mr. Davis has had some experience with white boys over the years." I've heard that too," my girlfriend said. "He's the one who suggested that Mattie might make a good boyfriend for Stacy." Really?" Mom didn't seem too surprised."But that was before she knew how girly Mattie is," Heather giggled. "Stacy doesn't really like that in a boy." I see," Mom nodded. "But you don't mind if..." If Mattie likes to wear dresses?" Heather asked, stroking my hair and she wasn't showing any sign of.