” She felt his hand resting on her hip.“Hmmm…” she hummed stepping into the dimly lit temple and making her way to one of the two tables. Ther... was soothing, Asian-style instrumental music playing in the background and what she determined to be a mixture of lavender with a hint of chamomile incense filling the room. She laid down on the table, waiting while Sean and Xavier exchanged pleasantries. She continued to fantasize about Sean, wondering what would be too forward after this morning’s. The tongue tip darts out and touches the hairy entrance, washing it gently, softening it, making it open and close before its attention. Long up and down strokes over the opening, making it wetter and wetter, tantalising it. The fingers slowly massaging its outer rim, probing ever so slightly, soft moans coming from above, the body twitching, legs flailing, the feel and sounds of pure enjoyment.The tongue leaves and its owner slides back up the prostrate body, lying between its legs, its finger. My father is a black and half a pimp, dead beat dad. I live here in Baltimore Maryland. “The home of the Wire” as they say. My mother and father were like a lot of other young parents; all they chose to do when they was young was party and not be responsible for the child they had. So when I was six weeks old my father left us and decided to move out of Baltimore. My mother started using drugs and eventually gave me away to my aunt. One night late I woke up in the middle of the night and my. "To talk ,To apologize " "Well, I'm not sure there is anything to apologize really" "Bullshit! you know there is." "What, uuumm, what is there to apologize?" he asked slightly angrily as he turned and looked at me. "I know that I should have believed you, not any stranger.But I haven't seen you with any girl before. So I thought...." "So you believed that stranger and thought that am gay.Thanks sis.Thank you very much" he yelled. "I am sorry dear" I apologized .I got off the bed and walked over.