It turned me on a lot to feel the skin of his hard cock pressed against the lips of my pussy, I was yearning to have him touch me and could feel that ... was really wet for him. I moaned into his ear as he gently began rubbing my clit. It felt really good and I moved my pussy up to meet his hand, I wanted him to finger me. He moved his finger to the opening of my hole and slipped his finger inside. He moved his finger around and played with my pussy for a minute while I grabbed him and pulled. Helen is braless. We head into the dance joint. I notice black men and black women dancing and a few white women dancing with black men.We sit down. Helen looks up and sees Raul. I told Helen to go get him and bring him here. She does.Helen introduces us. I order Raul a drink. Raul looks at me and wanted to know if I was the guy at the bar looking towards Helen. I said I sure was and told him he did a good job on my wife keeping her from getting sunburn as I gave him a wink and thumbs up. We. " I had already put it in bowls and heated it in the wave. There was enough for three, if you weren't real hungry.After we had finished eating and had put the dishes in the sink, I said, "I need to get dressed to go out. I'm going to have to wear shorts. There is no way that I can get long pants on with this leg."The girls went with me and had to help. It seemed they both got off just helping me dress. They wanted to touch me everywhere. It was when I was almost finished dressing that Belle. Bobbie’s sister, Betty Sue, didn’t seem to change at all. As she grew older, her narcissistic tendencies seemed to become more pronounced. To Betty Sue, it wasn’t so much prejudice, as much as what someone could do for her. Other people, ALL other people, were simply there to cater to her wants and needs. If someone couldn’t do anything for her, she had no use for that person. Bobbie’s dad went on as usual. The Christmas Eve event faded into a nonevent. No-one got hurt so ‘no harm, no foul.’.