My. God! I had never felt anything like it! It was the most incredible thing ever!I lay there, over Kate’s wonderful lap, recovering, for what seeme... like minutes.‘Not such a prim and proper Little Miss now, are you? More of a trollop than a Head Girl!’ Kate sounded very pleased with herself. I looked over my shoulder at her, and she smiled wickedly back.‘Now I want to see what you can do for me, trollop!’ Get down on the floor!’Obediently, I slid off her lap, and knelt between her legs. After. That's my name, Ithink" I thought to myself.Rachel could see the tension mounting and quickly diverted outattention,"why don't we all head into the living room and get thisslumber party started? Fye, be a dear and grab the snacks. And Cammy,would you please grab the wine?"Phil and I retrieved our assigned items and joined Jack and Rachel in theliving room. As soon as we were all seating on big, fluffy cushions onthe floor, with our snakes and drinks spread out between us, Rachel saidthe oddest. Even Mama agrees that you have to decide what needs to happen for what we did." I don't think so, Dale. I think we just need to worry about all of us getting back together again. So many things happened, to all of us. Right now, I'm more interested in getting things back together again than with worrying about what made things fall apart before. I miss all of you."All three of us talked for another hour on the phone. Dale and Eddie both told me that they were ready to come back and see for. A short, stocky black man in a tuxedo met her at the door and escorted her to the bar. She could feel everyone's eyes on her as she gave the bartender her drink order. She was the only white person in the Club. She felt like celebrity as men studied her slender body from head to toe.Within minutes, a tall, handsome black man approached her and introduced himself as Tyrell Johnson; the owner of Club de l' amour. He wanted to welcome her to his nightclub and invited her to join him at his private.