I like men like my coffee, fresh, hot, sweet, and different shades of brown, depending on my mood. I loved to dance at clubs (still do). Once I met a ...uy at a Brazilian restaurant that transformed into a club at night. It had a techno room, a hip hop room and a salsa meringue room. Being the fickle girl that I am, I liked to move between rooms so I wouldn’t get bored. There were usually hot young Latinos there, my favorite flavor of that decade. I’m into Black men now, but I still go for the. Over time we have bought a couple more and she has given them names. When we get done making love, it is always the same thing, this stays as a fantasy and absolutely nothing more.I find though as time goes on, my mind continues to race thinking about it happening for real. Every time I try and talk to her about it, she gets kind of upset and tells me no way. Finally one day, I take a piece of paper and I write on it. This is a permission slip for one time for Tracy to take a black man as her. ” she looked at me and laughed, “You are crazy we need to find the money and go to the function” I said, ” we will never find the money coz I already gave it to mommy.” She kept looking at me and said” than why you lied to me.”I said “I just want to touch your navel” she was staring at me not moving. I was looking at her boobs and got hard erection which was visible from the jeans. She also saw that. I went close to her, and touched her navel she was staring at me and when I touched her navel. They were really going at it when she saw me and screamed. That's when I left and went home. Shitty, huh?I rather slammed the back door when I came back to my house and tromped up the stairs right as my cell phone was ringing. It was her."What the fuck do you want?" Oh, Scott, I'm so sorry. I really am. What you saw, well, it's only happened a few times..."That was all I needed to hear which I answered, "Well, fuck you, and you can just go fuck him. That's it, period," and clicked the phone.