.." I got out of my mouth before she covered it with her hand."Didn't tell you it was a nude yoga class? Well, I knew if I had, you would have run the... other way, Jenna." I...I...haven't seen that many pussies in one room since the showers after one of my college softball games!" Don't worry, Jenna. They don't bite. None of them have the vagina dentata curse! Just get naked and get comfortable!" Ceenie said as she started ripping off her clothes.Ceenie was naked in a matter of seconds. It was. She ain't home much since the ole man died." Martha looked at me with a quizzical eyebrow."Wait here. Martha'll get you something to drink," I told Mercy and then galloped up the back stairs. Missy was all in black and admiring herself in her long, French mirror, fluffing out her cream-colored lace. I stepped behind her and held her by the breasts, kissing her neck.She looked at me in the mirror. "Black becomes me, don't you think?" she said. "Don't muss my hair." Indeed," I said, turning her. I took my place out of the way to one side, got out my mobile phone and activated the camera. I’ll say one thing for modern smartphones, the ability to shoot video and take still photos at the same time is a bloody brilliant idea. And while I’d never had cause to use the function before, I was looking forward to trying it out.I snapped off a couple of photos of Ruth waiting impatiently, then switched to video mode (High Definition, of course) when I heard her three black studs’ footsteps. She came into the house, went to her room, and came out about an hour later with all of the clothes that she had kept here.She called a taxi, and without a goodbye, loaded everything in the cab and left.Again; I am sorry for the treatment you received. Please don’t blame Jan, it was her mother and I that were to blame.Claude Winston... I put the letter down and sat in my chair for almost an hour trying to decide what to do when my phone rang. It was Jan.Jan meekly asked; “Did you get a letter.