On Saturday afternoon we are about to leave when Jane calls telling us she unfortunately got her period so going to have to change to the next weekend... Amy and I all ready to go look at each other and decide to go up by ourselfs and have our wild night anyway. We meet Jim out front of his building and Amy was lost for words, Jim was a fit good looking 36 year old black guy. He introduces himself and we go up to his unit.We have drinks and get to know each other first but doesn’t take long. "Piss off, you knobhead!" he replied back, after i had pointed this out.My mother was getting drunk, and excitedly talking to everyone who came with in six feet of her, and my sisters in their skimpy summer outfits, very short short shorts and little t-shirts that barely covered their little perky tits, were busy being drooled over, by every boy and man that gathered around them, and me...Well, i had my eye on the best looking woman here, Mrs Newman.Mrs Newman was one of our neighbours from up. I finished that with a dip and she laughed.I just reached out and took her glasses off her face and put them in my pocket. She was wearing a loose baggy kind of coat but under was a blouse that must have been something she had worn before her husbands death. It fitted kind of tight. I just took her coat off and laid it on a table close by and she stood there as if she were afraid to move.The next selection of the music was another boogie but fast.Tracy would have liked to get off that dance. Letting the water run over them and massage them. Her toes and arches luxuriating in the feeling he was producing in her.Then he began to work on the other, slowly massaging it until she was purring softly in the water from the wonderful feeling of relaxation running through her. She felt her foot being slipped back into the tub and saw him reach for the controls, but instead of shutting off the massager, he simply reduced the pressure and began to massage her legs again, working up from her.