She smiled and made a few comments about straight girls being teases. I took it all in stride. She wasn't my type anyway.I figured if anyone was going... to have Tanika this weekend, it was going to be me. Our night ended just before midnight. We walked the two or three blocks back to the hotel, laughing and giggling about the people we'd met. We were both feeling good, not quite drunk, but a little buzzed.We took turns in the bathroom, getting ready for bed, Tanika went first as I changed into my. I was about to head toward the intersection when I saw a little slice of heaven: Black Coffee. It was a little drive-through coffee stand in the parking lot of the strip mall. Savannah had espresso! Who knew?I walked up to the drive-through window but I didn’t see anyone there. “Hello?” I said.“Mornin’ sista,” a voice said. Oh my. I wasn’t looking into the black void of the inside of the shop. I was looking at the black chest of the very, very big barista. He was at least six-ten. I thought at. Go on lick it.’ You push me to the floor.I do as you want. I have tears in my eyes as I’m on my hands and knees licking a bowl in the shop. People are pointing and staring as you loudly say, ‘What a good girl you are for your mistress. Now that is how you will eat every meal while you are my dog.’ Sarah and you high five each other and she says, ‘This Christmas is getting better and better.”When we return home I remove my coat and you tell me to pull my g-string aside so you can see how wet my. I got down to the kitchen both Craig and Dan were getting ready to head out golfing. My husband kissed me on the head and with a chuckle said, “I already apologized to Dan about the noise last night.”Dan looked at me and said, “Sounded like a pretty wild time.” I’m sure Dan noticed my blushing. I spent the whole afternoon thinking about yesterday. Every time the events replayed in my mind I could feel a tingling in between my legs. The thoughts running through my head were hedonistic. My.