Becca sat opposite me as I opened the boxes, revealing the pizza and the dippers, leaving the cookies for a surprise. We each dug in, being restrained...as we did, trying not to put the other off by being too eager with eating. We talked about our childhoods and our educations; I was fascinated by her studying abroad for a semester and her travelling. In return, she was fascinated about my time in Kenya. As soon as we had broken the ice, our conversation flowed as if we were lifelong friends.“So,. Today I will need to find a new lover.My other lips, the ones positioned slightly below my sunglasses, release a small sigh of displeasure … I really had a very nice fantasy about my Italian cock involving dark alleys and rough walls that I was planning to explore today. It really is most inconsiderate of him to position himself so inconveniently far away.I fidget a little in my lounger, let my eyes wander across my near neighbours and press my thighs together as a tiny recompense to make up. Thousands of adds of people selling themselves. i responded to an add with a picture of a black guy with an amazing built,and a huge cock. not really convinced that that was him in the pic i specifically asked him if it was ,and he assured me it was. his add was for a rub and squirt session with mutual touching,and a happy ending. i was ecstatic. made an appt to see him at noon on a saturday,and he lived in manhatten and i brooklyn,but only one train ride away. so off i went,and when i got. .---------------WanderingsMy friend, Liz, and I were a pair of ordinary ‘cunts’, just to use the word usually applied years ago to young females with no particular skills. We both had graduated from high school - somehow - but without learning anything that would make an employer want to hire us. At the time that this story begins, we were twenty four years of age.Lis is taller than me by a couple of inches, and brunette - same as me. We both have good sized breasts and fairly good.