In fact, he had so far done this with six different white married couples within the span of only a year and a half!He tossed the damp towel across th...e foot of his bed and began dressing. He liked to dress in a more than casual manner in these circumstances, so he had picked out a nice, but not overly dressy outfit. After all, this was no ordinary sort of 'date.' Indeed, the word 'date', itself, wasn't exactly the right choice for such a situation. Could you really call it a 'date' when you. We arranged to meet at a hotel in Birmingham which was halfway between North and South so it was exactly halfway for both us.When I arrived at the hotel I was struck by its grubby appearance and some what salubrious setting, but the seediness really appealed to me. I was obviously hoping that the filth would follow me and Jay into the hotel room.I unlocked the hotel room door and walked in. The walls were adorned with bright pink flowered wallpaper. A cheap double wardrobe stood in one corner,. For the hundredth time, Shelly wished she had some sexual interest in girls. She had tried, the gods knew, even secretly playing with herself in bed while watching Lessa get undressed, hoping some switch in her brain would click and her wonderful Lessa would suddenly satisfy both sides of her. But, alas, no. Nothing. Only Lessa could provide the friendship, comfort, and security she needed, and only some random guy could give her the sexual release she needed.Maybe she should try a dog.Laughing. So, in consolation, I was humping the juicily compliant Margaret these days and pretending she was Lucy to help me drain real hard when it really counted. She would shout out things like, “Give to your Lucy girl, Harry, stick that thing up where the sun don’t shine.”As for me, I would whisper in her ear, “Open up for me, Lucy, baby, daddy needs his Lucy loving to make him feel good tonight.” We were a fine pair of pretenders, but in our way it worked like a charm because I always got that.