As he got up I watched him go into a shower stall. I could see him through the slots of the shower door rubbing one out. Oh how I wished I had the cou...age to go after him, get on my knees and suck him hard.. But wait,?? Am I straight ? what was this strange urge ? I was flushed with an excitement of some kinky feeling I have never felt before.. I would not ever let that moment of erotics out of my mind.One snowy night, as I was walking home, I came across an elderly black man, dressed well,. ."I shook my head, "he has already told the clan and will still try to kill me."He relaxed, "so why did you come to me?"I leaned back, "I was curious."I turned to look at the two naked girls as they stepped out and stopped. I looked at him, "why would he tell me about your data encryption box?"He stood and gestured to the girls before looking at me, "because I am old and when I die the Sea clan will get it. The clans may be at peace but that does not mean there is peace between them. The data. And every Friday night there is virtually a line up of women down the block waiting to go in just to come out with a small bag of jelly beans. Oh that’s not to say they don’t buy other candies, but there is always a small bag of jelly beans with them. The Magic Candy Shoppe , as it is called is staffed even curiously by a large staff of roughly 20 African American men who always seem to be more than happy to give prolonged tours of the inner workings of the candy factory.That’s when you. Seven years later, my vagina was introduced to penetrative sex, yes I was fucking and enjoying physical pleasures of feeling a man inside me, and if I am really honest, one man was not enough, I needed sex a lot. I don’t consider myself an emotional girl, the clingy lovey dovey type, I prefer the slightly rougher shagging, the dare me do sort of fuck, right down to the being held down and taken roughly. I vividly recall a male friend of mine in college telling me that I had a distinct air of.