It was also full of northern lasses baring more flesh than a butcher’s window. To be polite, two thirds of them were generously portioned. Big boned...would be another description. Or as Monica put it… fat.After buying a cocktail each, maybe not the best idea, but who’s to judge, we made our way across the moodily lit dancefloor. Monica held my hand and gestured around, shouting over the RnB. “With your looks, you should have the pick of every man in here.”“You think too highly of me.”“Dance. And. What is your name?”She was very shy, and was looking down at the ground, and said, “Helena.”It sounded like she was a submissive woman. To test this theory, I gave her a command, “Sit down on that bench.”She promptly sat down on the bench, and I sat next to her, and we made conversation. It was a one-sided conversation, since she was a submissive woman. I found out all about her. She lived at home with her mother, in the room that she graduated high school in. This was her first job, but her. Barb." "I saw your big ding dong." My wife groaned. "You have the biggest ding dong that I have ever seen, Marcus." My wife would never talk dirty, so "ding dong" was about all she would say, I thought. "Had you ever seen a black dick, Barb?" Marcus whispered. "No, yours is the first black one I have ever seen." Barb moaned. "Barb pull your pretty white panties down and show me your pretty white pussy." Marcus commanded. My wife hooked her thumbs inside the waistband of her panties and slowly. It would've ended up there in a second or so, but I confessto putting it there. You're incredibly easy to seduce so the next time Itry to talk to you and you just stare at me, you may find yourself inbed wondering how far you actually went with me!"That stupid grin crept across his face again; he was actually wonderingwhat it would be like to get me into bed."Not going to happen, so get your butt back to the world now!"He liked his lips and leered at me. "You're not the first girl to tellme.