"You! You fuck MEN, don't you?" Y- yes, ma'am," the timid woman admitted."Then you MUST fuck ME! NOW! You don't want to be GUILTY of SEXUAL DISCRIMINA...ION, do you?!" N-no..." Then you MUST fuck ME!" You-- you're right!" the poor woman gasped, removing her blouse and bra.Within moments, the two women were canoodling naked in the open in front of the grocery store.A crowd began gathering, and several other women in it were soon convinced to also not be guilty of sexual discrimination.Back at the. While his black hair had gotten a bit shaggier than his usual modest look given his last haircut was a while ago, it still framed his face well, and complemented his hazel eyes, the kind with a light brown that made people stop and stare at them. He found himself wishing, from time to time, that Faith would be one of those people to stare into them, for her to be like one of those girls from back home that fell in love with him purely due to his eyes. He’d take a shallow love over an unrequited. No, not unhappy, just...bored. I mean, be real, she thought, stepping into the warm water. "( Meet Margie At szaab dot com)"Twenty-one years of 'in the dark on your back'. There had to be more. She had read, watched some movies, and been thrilled at the positions and things she had seenShe had tried spicing things up with Howard. His reaction, while not a surprise, had been more than disappointing. The sexy lingerie she had bought, he had scoffed at. The attempts she made to have sex in. Leaning forward when Mac started the car she turned on the radio and beoncey's "Irriplaceabul" blarred through the speakers. Mac's cheecks truned a bright red and he leaned forward fumbling over the radio to change the tape, only to turn to "If You Liked it You Shoulda' Put A Ring on it". He grummbled something uncomprehinsabul. Finally he turned the CD player to FM country. Larain laughed at the reaction Mac had to the music. He glared at Larain and she stopped biteing her lip to keep the.