That eliminated the need to wait at the luggage rack looking for my valued possessions. The lease on my condo was paid through the end of the year and...I had my next door neighbor Marcie looking out for my place since I trusted her completely. She was an avowed lesbian with an open attitude that tended to make me feel completely at ease. I enjoyed the way she constantly hit on me even knowing I didn't swing that way. I didn't feel right in teasing her so I let her feel me up whenever she wanted. On third day there was no one at home so she called me. She was sitting on the couch in the hall and I could not look at her with shame.Me: I am sorry . I promise you it won’t happen again and thanks for not telling to mom.Shamita: its okay, first I was very angry but then I thought about it and I heard teenage boys do that, so I guess its ok.Me: thank youShamita : But why do you guys see those things what do you like in it?Me: Ahm aa, I don’t know but it feels good to watch it and it makes me. Jake was a black guy in his late 30's like Rich. After Rich introduced me to Jake, he offered him a drink. After a drink and some small talk, Jake stepped out of the room for a minute."What do you think of Jake?" Rich asked me. I said, "He seems nice". Then he asked me what I thought about Jake and him having sex with me. "I can't do that! He's black and I'm married" I said.I was really nervous, as my heart began to race. "So what if you're married. I'm married too. It's your fantasy", Rich. "Then she leaned forward, and stated kissing me, just like she had donein my fantasy where she interrupted my Spanish teacher. But that was afantasy, and this was real. A deep, passionate kiss. The kisses of alover. I could taste her lipstick mingling with mine. She leaned backan inch and whispered, "Say yes."I was both incredibly aroused and horrified. I knew this was wrong, butI was overwhelmed with a feeling of pure pleasure. As Mother rockedback and forth on top of me, I felt like I.