The dress was tight and looked transparent. It was sleeveless with a string that tied at the top of her butt-crack to the middle of her back. "The one...thing about this dress is you can't wear anything with it," Candice chuckled and pulled her thong down her legs. She stumbled slightly.Stephanie realized for the first time that their mother was stoned. She looked at Kevin who was sporting a massive hard-on. She nodded to him in the direction of their mother. Kevin smiled knowingly."Can I tie. Just as my Dad is."Stacy had always been proud of the way her parents looked. At forty a person wasn't exactly over the hill, but her mother and father could both pass for being much younger. She was suddenly glad they were swappers. She wanted them to enjoy life, it was nice to discover they were seemingly happy in a sexual way, and there was also the fact she felt more free to indulge in her own desires and lustful wishes now that she knew their secret.The woman kept the fingers of one hand. "Come sit with me?" I thought to Vickie.She was on her feet in a heartbeat, headed my way.I slid over and she sat down beside me."Vickie, have you made your decision yet?" Of course! You already know that if you'll have me, I want to be with you," Vickie said excitedly."I want more time with you," I told her. "I may have been rushing things a little before, but I know I want to spend time with you and get to know you better. And I'll be glad to teach you what I know about using your gift." Oh. We’re proud of who we are. And we have our own unique ways of having fun. Club Axis is our home. The one club we feel safe at. You see, in night clubs, whenever something happens and the cops get involved, the owners are quick to blame the black patrons. Not at Club Axis. The owner is a wealthy black man. The clientele is made up of the sons and daughters of rich black families. We’re protected and valued here. Sometimes, my friends from school ask me why I never date the good-looking,.