Doug, my best friend at the time was Jamaican and he and I were always getting into trouble together. One night my ex and I had taken Doug to a “br...ng a single friend party” and as the only black man there, women were flocking all over him. Watching this just heated my wife up to the point she had to give Doug a try too. So on the way home after the party she brought up the topic and Doug readily agreed and even volunteered to invite a black woman friend of his over for me. We had a. If there was a woman who could seduce Sally Parker, it was Jill.And Sally was having pleasure. Those kisses were too good to be true. Jill was a great kisser. The best.Yes, the best. No one, not even Matt, kissed Sally like Jill.Jill had always wanted to have sex with another girl. And Jill was making Sally want to have sex with another girl.Sex. Yes. It was only a matter of time.But they took their time. Jill pulled Sally to bed, but Sally said:"Just a minute, I... I need to... Go."Sally. “What would you like for breakfast?”“Scrambled eggs and toast,” I answered.“I’ll get the eggs, you get the toast,” Mom replied.“How did you sleep, honey?” Mom asked after I got bread in the toaster and she had two eggs cracked in the frying pan.“Not great,” I answered. “I kept thinking about everything we talked about last night. Between what happened yesterday afternoon and what you told me last night about what you and Dad believe, I have had a lot to think about.”“True,” Mom replied. “You. I wanted her to be able to touch whatever she wanted to touch, however she wanted to touch it. Chilled wine waited for her. I had lit candles, prepared some food. I wanted perfection for her. I had laid things out for her as she had said. Three clamps on a Y shaped chain lay beside the three plugs and something to smooth their entry. A cane, long and thin hanging from the back of a chair scared me every time I looked at it but each time I passed it I caressed its curved handle. I actually.