" What town are you in?" the voice asked.Elizabeth told them."Do you know the coffee house on Market Street, opposite the bookshop? Be there at one o'...lock tomorrow lunchtime, carry a small gift-wrapped package. We will contact you."The call ended, leaving Elizabeth hopeful but nervous. What had she done? At one the following afternoon, she was at the coffee shop, small gift-wrapped package in her hand. No sooner was she in the door, than a smartly-dressed woman approached her."Elizabeth?" she. He kissed me, something Lu never did. He tastedbig, rich, and American.Soon we were naked on the little bed, and I took hispenis in my two hands, to worship it’s power, the powerof this big white man. To have him so, in my grip,willing to do my bidding, was a thrill unlike any I hadever known before.All the promise and wealth of this new rich countryseemed to be here, in my two hands, in the little bedin the pitiful little trailer. It entered me, filledme, and satisfied me again and. We will only have an hour or two to hang out. He won't know anything, what will we do? Get a bite to eat?" She replied. "I want to bring you to my place so we can be alone." My boldness continued as I felt my cock twitch. Naughty thoughts were filling my head. "That's what I was hoping for" she replied instantly. After that we set up a time for me to meet her in a parking lot and we would go from there. Excitement and nervousness ran through my body, I couldn't wait. Finally Thursday. I had never felt anything like that before. I knewI had not peed in my bikini, but I still felt wet, ashamed andvulnerable. I closed my eyes in fear and shame. It was as if my littlemacaroni noodle had suddenly oozed out a tiny half teaspoon of slippery,warm dish soap into the crotch of my bikini bottoms.She bent her head to kiss me again. I felt as her warm tongue and hersoft lips as she tasted my mouth and my lipstick. I had the crazy thoughthat I was glad that I had worn a permanent.