I had wanted her to dress like this for years. She also had new dress that showed off her figure. Did I mention that she had lost about 20 pounds?We w...nt to dinner at a restaurant that we both enjoyed. We had wine with dinner. After dinner we headed over to the County Line. Just a note about the County Line. This is where I had been hanging out since the separation. It was a fun place and I had made some new friends there. We were having a great time. Dancing close, grinding, my hands were. However, if we’re walking down the street, they look at us with fear, and sometimes barely disguised contempt. What a strange turnaround, hey? I have felt the sting of racism. I know what black men are up against. Seriously. I know the bitterness and anger which seems to dominate black male and black female relationships. I know of black men who mistreat their women and of black women who brag about using the criminal justice system to mistreat their men. I know of the treachery which fills the. I went off to get the drinks again and notice that Linda had apparently returned to the conversation with Jim and the other guy. They were both leaning in towards her. and she apparently disagreed with both of them...because she was gesturing wildly at both of them under the table...probably shaking a finger at them both. It must have been good humored fun, because the guys didn't seem offended by her scolding.The bar-tender took his time again and when I returned, Linda was nowhere to be. She had on a Wicked Weasel bathing suit that almost covered something. Bev giggled when she looked into Ray's and Ben's laps and saw how hard they were from looking at her. Of course her heart was racing little and her pussy tingling a little looking at her too.As parents, something should have been said about how brief her bathing suit was, but neither of them had the nerve to say anything. They were both living a little vicariously through her. Bev had been a little bit of a slut when she was.