The weather was nice now and she had taken to wearing her short skirt and thin blouse to keep cool under the branches of the shade-giving trees.Lucy H...rnandez was fifty percent Puerto Rican and fifty percent of mixed everything from her father's side. His family tree was diverse and sometimes bogus depending on which "tall tale" you elected to believe. Her mama was a light-skinned PR girl with real red hair and blue eyes. When she came to New York City she couldn't speak a word of English. Even. Suddenly, the door to my shower opened. My hot senior girl stood there staring at me with lust in her eyes. I asked her in a barely audible voice, “What is it, Anjani? Do you want to shower here?”She pushed me against the wall and kissed me on the lips! Our tongues explored each other. She turned me around and started kissing my neck and back. Slowly biting my earlobe, the college senior girl removed my swimsuit which I happily stepped out of.My naked breasts were pressed against the cold wall. She glowed as we danced close enough together to push the ‘girls’ up and against my chest.I glanced quickly down at them, but I just as quickly, returned to the beautiful face of my future mother-in-law as we danced alone on the dance floor. The music ended as I rolled her out and in, ending with my arms completely surrounding her from behind.The audience had been as enraptured of her as I had and gave us a very kind round of applause. As we started back to the table, Bert walked to his. It sat on a slightly short pedestal, and the slightly flattened goblet gleamed in the light that came from above. There was something 'portentous' looking about it!I glanced around me and saw the smiling faces of all those other guys standing around looking at me. I felt my pulse thudding in my chest."Is everybody READY?!" Jackson asked.There was a murmur from the others, and there was a sudden, general un-zipping-of-zippers that took place, and I watched as first one, then two, guys, who most.