Will you call me?"I handed her my cell phone, "Put your number in for me. I have a flying lesson this afternoon and might be late." You're learning to...fly?" Well, I actually have my license, but I'm in instrument school right now."Brandy was grinning, "I was worried about how my dad was going to handle you being a deputy type of guy, but if you fly, you two will be bosom buddies. I have my license but I'm not instrument rated. We have a couple of planes. I get to fly our Cessna 172, but I don't. Yes I remember growing up in Alabama, a young southerncountry girl looking at the black people in the fieldsharvesting the crops. I remember the sweat made theblack skin glisten in the light and how I used towonder how one of those strong muscular bodies wouldfeel on top of me pounding me with a hard black cock. I knew these thoughts were taboo but nevertheless, Iwould often have them. Sometimes I would pick out theblackest one I could see and close my eyes and imaginehim pumping me hard and. I looked at her when I was down to my underwear to make sure we were going to go through it before pulling down my drawers. I ran into the ocean and Hannah was right behind me. It was quite the adrenaline rush although there was no one else there. We ended up staying in the ocean for about fifteen minutes. Since no one else was around I brought Hannah to me and we started kissing. Eventually we ended up going to the shallow part of the ocean and started fucking. The danger of doing this outside. He accepted and Cathy went into the kitchen and got one for Harry as well as one for me. Harry was already sitting in the chair kitty corner from the couch and I was sitting on the couch. I thanked Cathy for the beer and was, again surprise, when she sat next to me on the couch. Usually she is bored with, man talk, and will find something else to do. She leaned forward and I could tell by her body language that she was anxious. Harry started to talk. “Jim, I’m sure you’ve heard all the rumors.