" There is a group of professional black athletes that get together for a party once every three months. Being a white man I've never figured it out, ...ut for blacks, having a beautiful white woman on their arm is some sort of status symbol. Annie has a black customer who calls and requests her two or three times a month and he is taking her to the party. Last time she went she was the only white face there. She mentioned it to me and I knew that Jamal was going to be calling for a date and I. Sue chided me, "Chill out girl, relax and enjoy, if you want to be oneof the girls then you have to join in.It was like being transported back to my childhood and the treehouse.Molly gave me a kiss. "Jeez chill babes, it's just a bit of fun."April gave me a hug but Sandy who was way drunker than the restcheered. "Go on don't pretend you didn't like it."I was red faced and anxious, there wasn't enough alcohol on the planetto make me do some of the things that were happening at other tables.More. You kissed her slowly, but then put your hands on her shoulders, pushing her to her knees. As I watched, she began to lick you lazily, and, unlike with me, you didn't rush her. Finally, she was taking more of you into her mouth that I would have ever thought possible, and you pulled her roughly to her feet, and started to undress her. Once she was completely naked, you gestured for her to get on the bed beside me, and ordered me back on to my knees. "Now we'll see which one of you is. He chuckles again, putting a hand on either side of your face he softly kisses your lips. As you respond he deepens the kiss and removes his hands, now wrapping them about your waist he hugs you closely and tightly to his body.With frail shaky hands. You slide your fingers through his hair and along his shoulders, over his chest and stomach too. Kissing him back with a hunger more prominent than ever before. You squeeze your legs together, pressing them firmly on either side of his leg. Feeling.