Alice looked at me and said, “What did he mean byshare?” I just explained that we were all roommates and we havelived together for three y...ars and could we pleasechange the subject. “No, I don’t want to change the subject. I want to knowif your roommates share women? What kind of woman wouldlet men take advantage of her that way and why wouldyou be a part of it?”“I-I… don’t know what to say to you.”“Just tell me the truth, that’s. I finally get a reaction out of him, she thought, while trying to hide the smile on her lips. As she starts to button up he stops her. “Leave it like that!” he growls, before narrowing his eyes at her. “Tell me something Miss Smith, what game are you playing with me?” A look of confusion crosses her face, “What do you mean? I’m not playing any game Mr. James.” “You know exactly what I’m talking about Caroline. Do you know how badly I want to bend you over my desk and fuck you senseless until. I suppose I had spentway too much time up North. I had forgotten that there were stillarchaic rules Southerners still played by. The days when restaurantswere "White Only" were long gone ? gone before either of us couldremember. But a social caste system had continued, even if puresegregation has ended. She must have known my father would take me tohis favorite restaurant, and for his son to be seen dining there withthe hired help of any race would be a social gaffe."Are you sure?" she. “Ilove showing my body to other women, it makes me so wet,” she went on!!! Lisa looked up andasked, “Do you like my breasts?!?” Paula, between pants stammered, I love your big chest andlow cut bra!” “Do you like being around doms,” asked Lisa? “God yes,” whispered Paula,”I lovebeing taken by a big dyke, right in my pretty vagina!” By now Paula was being whipped into a frenzy by the dirty talk and Lisa’s persistent mouth. Her vagina contracted, and her orgasm flooded her vagina. Lisa stood up.