"Come on in, Honey. I've been waiting for you," Simone said.She scooted down the bed and lay on her side facing Kevin. He followed and was soon face-t...o-face with her. Simone moved closer to him and kissed him on the mouth. This was the first time they had been totally naked in bed together. In the past, even though he might be naked, Simone always kept on her nursing bra, or her panties, or pajama bottoms."You're not wearing anything," he said in surprise."Nope," she responded. "Not tonight.. She started to unbutton her blouse but I stopped her. I kissed her again and turned her toward our king size bed. The headboard has several mirrors in it and I wanted her to watch me work her body.I stepped behind her and kissed the nape of her neck. She leaned back into me and I reached around and cupped her breasts. I ran my fingers over her bra and blouse, working my way to the buttons. I unbuttoned another button and ran my finger down into her cleavage. She let out a soft sigh and I. But, he’s coming home to me because he knows I’m sending Tom back to you. In fact, I’ve got a devious little idea, if you’re willing to play along.” “What’s your idea?” “We’re going to make Tom crazy with desire for you.” “How are we going to do that?” +++ When Karla heard Tom’s car pull up in the driveway she positioned herself in the alcove just visible from the front door. She’d dressed as planned. She wore thigh-high black stocking with lace tops, and some five inch heels in black patent. He introduced me to his family. His father, Jeremiah Jameson was a state trooper and his mother, Darlene Jacobs Jameson was a registered nurse. They knew he was gay and they were okay with it. I couldn’t believe it. Back in those days, most parents would feel like abject failures if their son or daughter turned out to be gay or bisexual. They simply couldn’t deal with it. Especially in the black community. Black gays and black lesbians were seen as abominations by the heterosexual members of.