Although I have thought about what it would be like.”“We can just cuddle and kiss if that is all you are comfortable with. I have admired you sinc... the first time I modeled for you.”I put my hand on Karen’s cheeks and kissed her lips. “I want to experience this. I have fantasized about what it would be to be with another woman. I didn’t realize it until our first kiss but I believe I have made love to you in my fantasies.”Karen pressed against me and kissed me forcefully and I found myself. ”“Dana, you picked a flatterer.”“I know. You should see what he do when he sets his mind to something,” Dana responded and I blushed with the insinuation. “Hey now, still here.”“Yes, you are Vance. I’ll be by sometime to find out too.”At that the three of us headed back home. We weren’t very far from my house. Dana showed me how to sneak up the side of my house and into my room after she took Aysel inside. In my room, our conversation started on that point. “So what are you going to do about. One group of 4 guys that’s was very wild I had dance with them few times that night and then they took me to their apartment. Once I got their we were waiting for other 2 black show up and when they got their party was about to begin one of black guy was flirting with me he gave me his hand and took me to his bedroom make me sit in edge of bed when he undone his pants I pull his cock out start sucking he was hard in no time I thought I could be done with him sooner then I think but when I was. 'Shake what your momma gave you.'Also started becoming conscious of men behind me. How could I not. Blackmen especially. That made me feel vulnerable and small. That madesomething stir in my clit, that's for sure. I was constantly looking formirrors to do pantyline checks. I wasn't sure if I wanted my pantiesshowing through my jeans or not. I mean, probably not. I was alwaysrelieved when I could tell myself my panties weren't showing. But if theydid show, and men checked me and my ass.