She’s going to do what she’s going to do. But, she really loves me, too. So, it is all cool.”“You’re serious, right?“Yeah, man. That’s w...y I called you. She thought you might be feeling guilty or something.”“Shayla told you to call me?”“I would have called anyway, but, yeah. She told me I should.”“Look, man,” Jason said, seriously. “I promise I won’t ever do that again.”Kevin laughed. “She’s going to be real disappointed to hear that.”There was silence on the line.Finally, Kevin said, “Jason,. I am having to translate for them because neither of them speak ‘d***k white chick.’ These girls are d***k and slurring their words. I am telling the b*****rs what they are saying. As bad luck would have it, they start talking to me and ignore the Kinjo’s. This pisses Tattoo Chick off and she starts giving me hell. She gets up and walks over to the bar and brings some random guy over to our table. He sits down and Tattoo chick sits down beside him and starts hugging on him. It was revenge for. Erica looked at the lady, and cocked her head to the side, and smiled mischievously saying, “One second honey, I have to get my purse.” Opening the door wide so that the lady could get a full view, Erica sauntered back into the room, her luscious hips swaying from side to side, and her flaxen hair seductively brushing her ample tush. Erica grabbed hold of her purse, and bent over to retrieve Devon’s note that she had dropped a few minutes ago. Erica was sure that Ms. Prude Bitch had seen her. ” I blush in a mixture of embarrassment and lust, and find myself longing for a powerful wave to come along and sweep me from this situation. But the only wetness I feel is gathering rapidly in my pussy, beginning to coat the unprotected skin of my thighs, and feeding my raw nerves. “Don’t be afraid,” she continues, edging closer still, “You should forget your embarrassment and just try it. I always think of it as one of Mother Nature’s gifts to women.”“I don’t know…” I bluster, “It’s late… and.