" A deep voice whispered.I did not recognize the owner, but he sounded like a black man.I could not quite put the pieces together. I was feeling hazy.... moaned again, louder… "Where am I?" But all I got in response was a soft laugh. I felt him lean over me and he tied another silky scrap of fabric around my lips."No more questions, babe..." Those oiled hands once again slid over my shoulders, pressing hard enough to make me moan again into the silky cloth.He left my back and I suddenly felt his. On several occasions, I would come home and see her on the raft sunbathing without her bikini top on. She had an awesome body then. I could only imagine what it looked like now. She had on a leather mini skirt with matching high heels that was riding up her thighs as we chatted. As I leaned on the table with both elbows holding up my head in my hands, I couldn’t help but notice the darkness between her legs. I was trying to determine if she had black panties on. Of course with the subdued. Martin stood there, watching her go. ‘Well, you damned old fool, you’ve gone and done it now!’ he thought, then walked slowly to his own car, got in, and drove off, deep in thought. What was even more frustrating for him was that he had to be away for a week at an arson investigators conference. ‘Maybe, when I get back from the conference, I’m going to have to push a little harder than I’ve been pushing,’ he mused. At almost exactly seven o’clock Ann’s doorbell rang. Filled with dread, she. On the agreed day, a Saturday afternoon, I got up and showered asusual, and got ready.I shaved really close and used a waterproof foundation and did my eyeswith waterproof mascara, and went for heavy cream shadow with blackliquid liner. I put on blush and used a red lipstick guaranteed not towear off (sure), and painted all my nails red.I pulled on a short black shag cut wig that wouldn't get in the way andtaped it to my scalp in the front. And for jewelry I just put somelarge hoops in my ear.