At lunch,she ordered me to slip the heels on under my desk. Susie promptly tookmy own shoes, and ran with them to her desk. I called her on the phon...,pleading to get my shoes back."Give me my shoes," I pleaded."Those ARE your shoes. Remember, you bought the pumps." She answered."Susie, please. You know what I mean."She laughed, and I knew she was just playing with me. "OK, but I'm alittle bit busy right now," Susie responded, "You can come over here andretrieve them any time you want. . Besides, she was wonderful, and I had so much fun with her just doing what she had ask me to do, teach her how to swim. So I did.I was literally getting blue balls from all the contact, so as much as I wanted to continue the lesson, I told her that was enough for her first time and she could practice in the shallow end what she had learned.“There’s a good movie on tonight that I want to see, and I want to go in the Sauna for a while before eating dinner”, I said. “It’s been really fun with you. This time it was different though, after finishing my pleasurable task, Liz didn’t get up right away. She lay in bed with me and continued to talk, running her hand through my hair. She didn’t cover up at all, but laid there with her beautiful breasts inches from my body. Every so often she roll towards me slightly while laughing, accidentally rubbing her nipples against my arm or body. I know she wasn’t trying to tease me intentionally, and it was worth it just to bask in her beauty.I could. He was a beautiful black man. A gleaming set of white teeth contrasted the black of his charcoal skin. Years of athletics had perfected the build on what he claimed to be a 6'4'' frame. I had never dated a black man before, but this was the type of girl that white girls both dream about and fear.When I first e-mailed him, I didn't expect him to write back. Guys like him don't typically go for girls like me. He was a professional football player. A huge muscular body with deep eyes and a square.