I did as I was told and she lifted my skirt over my waist.She pulled down my tint thong and I could feel myself getting wet.Barbara took a wooden rule... from her drawer, raised it in the air and she brought it down hard on my exposed buttocks…I felt the stinging pain and cried, getting even wetter. She repeated the spanking twice more. I then heard the zipper of her own skirt. She made me roll over my back and then she straddled my face.Barbara was wearing black stocking with garters and no. Claire said, “I love your mother, so much, Charles. She could have gotten really mad at us, but she didn’t. Can we hold hands as we go back to sleep, Loverboy?”“Sure, Claire ... by the way, you were wonderful today, both as a girlfriend and as a dancer.”“As long as you keep picking our dances and choreographing them ... I will be, in your arms.”We must have fallen back asleep.Somebody opened my bedroom door. I awoke and saw Kalista coming up to my bed. She noticed that Claire and I had been. She came to the room back as the bathroom was attached to her bedroom and asked for my clothes. I naughtyly replied I have just one on my body. Didi: I dont care give it to me (jokingl) Me: I mean it. I would remove it. Didi: I dont mind I have seen you like that in younger days.I wanted to take the golden oppertunity to get naked in front of my dream girl but was shy in doing that. She went to the bathroom and took y clothes and while coming back she slipped from the floor and lost her balance. My mind slowly drifted to the music as the DJ played “Get Em Girl”. My body automatically mirrored the beat as my hips swayed rapidly in perfect rhythm. This was my element. The dance floor was my playground and it brought out the demon in me. My ass shook unlike any other white girls could and I ran my hands down my muscular thighs, my skirt inching up with my movements. The crowd swayed with the music and a new song suddenly sent them into a frenzy, pushing me back. I staggered into a warm.