She looked up, smiled and shrugged her shoulders. ‘Well, guys, now what?’ she said. Her husband stepped back slightly, put his hand on the shoulde... of the guest to invite him to step forward. ‘Well, if you were wondering where this evening was going, I guess this is a pretty good clue.’ The guest stepped forward, and stood before her. She smiled, even more broadly, and rose up onto her knees. Her top slid off her shoulders, and with a shrug she quickly shed it. She reached up, her fingertips. She then coached her young Black Man how to suspend her by her cuffed wrists from her bedroom's ceiling hook so that her feet just touched the floor. Once this task had been satisfactorily accomplished, Joani looked at her reflection in the many mirrors she had placed throughout her bedroom. Joani also noticed her new young Black-Lover-To-Be gazing at her hot naked white body with a****l-like lust. "Do you like what you see?" Joani smiled sweetly. The young Black Man agreed that he did, indeed,. Johnson pulled up in her car. The tires were squealing and I thought she was going to drive up on the curb." Stacy said as she again looked around nervously.I just looked at my friend as wondered why Ms. Johnson would do such a thing."Anyways she jumps out of the car and looks at Melanie and her face is red and she was really mad. She told Melanie to get in the car that she wanted to have a word with her. It was really weird! Anyways, Melanie got in the car and I could see them both having a. I checked my stitches and they seemed to be healing nicely.Cook, that's what she insisted on having me call her, was very generous with her food and gave me a plate of fresh fruit to tide me over to breakfast. Although, it probably wasn't her food, it would have been Lord Grant's. That didn't really matter this morning I would have killed for a friend, and though she was nice she was afraid of me. Not that I blamed her, I probably terrified most of this town. The food that she provided helped.