’ Again, no explanations and I couldn’t pry it out of him with a crowbar.’ All the warnings came rolling back into my mind so, I called Ryan. �...Dude, did you ever remember where you saw Stella from?’ ‘Yeah man, I did. Sure you want to know? I know y’all have been keeping company and I thought I might have imagined it so, I shut up. ‘Ry, c’mon. Bros before hoes, man.’ ‘It was in Alice, dude. Remember when we played down there and that group of oilfield folks came rolling in with those three. It was the third orgasm since we started to fuck. Considering the timing, I was pretty sure she did see the folks walk by.She said, “Yeah. I think it was our neighbors. They must have been at the office.” Our neighbors for the weekend were a couple in their 40’s or so. Our cabin was between theirs and the small office.“I think the guy may have seen us,” she said. “He looked in the window and kind of paused for a moment as his wife kept walking.”A minute later we changed it up again. I was. The train was pleasant and comfortable. I had far to go, so I relaxed. On the next stop, there entering the train was a woman. A sweet and beautiful very, very dark skin Black girl. She was wearing blue shorts that went up to her sweet ass and a camel toe to. Immediately, I wasn't tired anymore, so I sat up and although she was sitting with her back towards me, I couldn't stop looking at her dark skin, while getting an erection in my uniform. But soon enough I thought that she would not look. She was going out with a diver and liked to hang around the swim team. Well, who wouldn't? Young men in the prime of life wearing at most 6 ounces of nylon and college life in 1968... yep, it was interesting.Following year her boyfriend was gone and Linda and I started hanging out together... mostly bridge and coffee. One time I shared my woes with her about the girl that I was dating at the time with whom I couldn't get past first base. I remember her saying I had to stop hanging about with.