This would be a goodarrangement for both of us–the house would be occupiedand maintained Beth would have a comfortable place tolive. She offered... to pay me rent on my half of thehouse, but I laughed her out of the idea, promising tomake up for it by coming to visit her often enough tolay claim to my portion.Several months passed without our seeing each other. Wewrote often, though, our friendship being renewed byour recent mutual experiences. In every letter sheinvited me to come visit,. "So you find the cover a bit too revealing." Said the interviewer as she continued to make notes in her clip board. "Do you think this magazine based on interracial dating will sell well?"Jenny and Judy both thought it over and finally admitted that it might, based on how many celebrity couples are out there and all the white women they have seen dating black guys."It used to be only the fat ones would date black guys but now it seems like it is everyone." Said Judy."And why do you think that. Darla grinned at me, eyeing my teenage hard-on: "So I guess that makes me Sex Slut No 3, does it?"Pop roared with laughter, rose from the couch, stepped behind her and pressed his erection between her arse cheeks. "It sure as hell does, honey," he drawled, slapping her across the thigh. "OK, team, let's party!"CHAPTER 6:By the pool, we lay back on recliners, three in a row, facing the other three, and Darla entertained us over a few drinks with her latest bondage exploits for a movie she had. On the third evening, after dinner, Lorrie went upstairs and I sprawled on the sofa to watch television. I had my right leg stretched across the sofa and was leaning on the high armrest. My wife took the baby upstairs to give him a bath and get him ready for bed. Lorrie came down the stairs wearing a caftan and sat right between my open legs. She leaned her back on my chest and relaxed. I began slowly rubbing her shoulders and then ran my hands over her chest. There was no doubt she was naked.