"Who is this?" I asked."It's your friendly Spiderman Princess, or should I say the Chubby Hippoman, or the Whaleman or the walrus, pig, Sasquatch, clu...msy oaf, the Beast, twinkle toes or my favorite, Quasimodo. You did call me Einstein and Genius as well but I don't think you meant them as compliments." he laughed.It was him! Only some of the girls knew what I had called him and no one but me and him knew all of them. Oh my God, Oh my God! I can't believe it after all this time! What do I say?. Some of them had already started, sectioning off in groups of two, three and four, as they began kissing, licking, and teasing each other. I watched as one petite brunette held a handfull of red hair, as she knelt behind her, slamming a strap-on into her.Then, I was caught off guard. Several sets of hands grabbed me from behind, pulling me backward. I had to follow, as I was losing my balance. Seven girls, headed by Julia and Lisa, pulled me toward a large tree that sat a few feet away.. "You know, there will be a local farmers'market starting up in the park in a few weeks. From what I hear, theplace will be huge. Sis, we'll just have to start going there andchecking things out!" she offered through a giggle. At that moment, Ifound myself giggling as well.We finished our meal (and for some reason I found myself very hungry)and then moved into her den. We sat on large soft chairs, and lookedinto each others eyes. I finally spoke, saying, "Why us? Everything haschanged! I used to. FUCK, why had he lied? He could have kicked himself for not telling her the truth but there was this part of him that wanted to hold onto his image of masculinity, the notion that he was totally virgin, even though he was fucking himself as they chatted. With humility and respect, he replied, I wasnt being very truthful. I have never had a black woman do me in real life, but I do sometimes fuck myself. Again, there was no response for a long time and finally, he saw she was typing a response..