Not that I'm suggesting it or anything. I'm just saying." "Kinda sounds like you are, hon," I told my wife, Sharon. "Well I didn't mean it that way, i... was just that we know you and Amanda did the nasty back in college. That's all." "True, so what you're saying is we already know what sex is like for the two of us and the only two of us who don't are you and Jerry?" "I'm not trying to say anything, though that is true. We've all had sex together except for me and Jerry." "Well, why don't you. .. " I stutter feeling embarrassed. "Only kidding T! What club are you at?" "Not telling you that," I say laughing. "It wouldn't happen to be the Blaze?" "What? How?" I'm still stuttering, all flustered. My heart beats so hard I think it will probably explode. "I recognize the music, sweet thing." I can hear the suppressed laugh in his voice. I'm starting to panic now. "You're here," I squawk. "Yep! What are the odds for that? Must be fate. So let's see... from what you've described of. Her mother, the famous author Astrid Vaudeville was an expatriate of the Republic of South Africa who traveled all over the European Union and the Americas before settling in the island nation of Dominica. Samantha told me how she found herself a weirdo among the city of Boston’s fast-growing Black collegiate population. They found her accent peculiar, along with her interests. I could totally relate. My Black friends from all over Boston found me weird because I used to play men’s varsity ice. I wanted her body sure, but not in this way. "Well honey you wanted to be able to learn to do what I was doing toyour wife's body so Frank swapped us so that you could. Now listencarefully, here is your lesson in cunnilingus 101. I took the course when Iwas working on my PH double D. The PH stands for pussy head, ha ha. Okay now, put your head down and follow the folds of the labia with the tip of your tongue very slowly. When I get through with you Larry, you will be a better lesbian than.