I did my best to stay out of trouble and keep my nose clean and grades up. I asked Mary out a number of times but she'd always say she was sorry, she ...ouldn't. Sometimes she even looked sad when she said it.I had some friends in school, both male and female. We hung out at the local burger joint but I guess we weren't part of the so called 'cool group'. Most had brains and belonged to the band and other clubs, but not sports.Some were dating each other, which was nice. They all knew I had a. Just promise you won't judge me or call the cops. "Hold up...call the cops? I say "Hold on, let me explain. So, I tell her how we met, and what happened to me when we got home last night. Tammie looked at me with sheer disbelief in her eyes. "Damn Shante, how could you? He's a 13-year-old fucking white kid. How could a little dick having white boy dominate a strong black woman like you?" "I tried to stand up to him, but once I saw his big white cock. Something came over me." "How big of a dick. Old movies. I don't want to live in the past. That is why I go off on my own. But you, you talk of today. Join me."Of course, I did. Our meals were every bit as good as I had promised. The wine -- she chose one bottled by a friend of hers -- was perfectly matched. By the time we were done, the candle on the table was casting an ethereal glow on her face. Her eyes sparkled and her rings glittered as she waved them about, punctuating her conversation. We spoke of Rome and New York, of art and the. Down and around and up. Only this time, I groaned. His finger retraced it's path once more.Eddie opened me with one hand, a practiced hand. His love of women had taught him a lot. With one hand he opened me to his gaze. I was already wet, glistening. Eddie watched over my body, at my nipples and he lightly blew. It was both warm and cool and my nipples tightened and hardened instantly. Eddie smiled, amazing he thought. Eddie looked back to my pussy, opened before him and simply admired the work.