ReckoningTanisha sat behind her desk at the nurses' station rubbing her roundedstomach. She was near the end of her first trimester of being pregnant.... She had no idea who the father was and didn't really care. Most women ofcolor were in a similar position at one time or another as she was.Obviously from the timing, it had to be either LeRoy or Bootsie. Stillshe didn't really care. All that mattered was having the first of whatshe hoped to be many babies. In the back of her mind a small. My nipples get really hard with cold water, so you can imagine the look on their face when they saw my tits once again! It was wonderful, I was once again topless with the two boys who were now my friends and who couldn't stop drooling over my boobs. We went back to our deckchairs and Maria joined the club, she seemed to be feeling better and - as any good friend would do - didn't want to leave alone with my tits out.It wasn't long before we were on the drinks, after all, it was our last day. And his voice. A commanding bass, that vibrated through your body and reached into your soul and you became putty in his hand. I was growing wet just thinking about Mark. Ever since I made love to Cynthia in the Starbucks, I realized that I was a lesbian. I was raised a pretty conservative Calvinist and never thought I had a gay bone in my body. Now, I had become completely turned off from men, except for Mark. He was the sexiest person alive. Even my Sweet Sin, as I called Cynthia, who is the. Linda steadied herself with her hands on my head.Finally, I stood and turned her under the spray to rinse off, then quickly washed and rinsed myself. I shut off the water, stepped out and helped Linda do the same. Then I swaddled her in a bath towel and dried her as thoroughly as I had washed her. During all this time, I had scarcely spoken except to say "Turn around" or "Move over here," and Linda had said nothing at all except murmurs and moans of pleasure."There," I said finally, when we.