'As you walk,' she told her husband, 'people should catch a tantalizingglimpse of your old-fashioned underwear. That always goes down wellwith the jud...es.'Now Jim was struggling into the bra, trying to hook the back properlywhile his increasingly impatient wife watched.'You're acting,' grumbled Millie, 'as if you've never done that before.And you have!''You could help me,' said the man, red in the face from the exertion.He was sure the bra was a little too small but there was no point. Edith and Kiki found Phil another two spouses. While we all know that Edith is his favourite, she makes sure he doesn’t get too possessive of her. She even had a calf for him, and Kiki and the others have given him several more.Phil loved his present of the cotton seeds, and he is our principle cloth maker on Green Island. Dick plants the flax. He keeps half for making oil, and the pulp is used to make paper. The other half and a good portion of the oil then goes to Phil so he can make canvas. When ever we went for movies I would make sure we get corner seats and I would make her sit on my left. With my hands I would try and touch her boobs innocently. I noticed she would also make space for me to reach my hand touch her boobs. Slowly and gradually we started spending more time with each other and finally it was touching and holding each other casually. Grounds were still not ready for open invitation for sex. I then planned to take her to a very hot English movie which would have. I have a boyfriend for that. Other than him, I just like to be taken like a bitch and fucked and filled with cum. It was the early 80's at the time. No one had even heard of AIDS, so birth control pills and a little luck and I was good to go. Anyway, I digress - back to the part about the first black guy that fucked me.As usual, it was a Saturday night and I was at a downtown dance club with one of my prissy housemates looking to drink, dance and get laid. Karen, my blonde housemate needed a.