Jaye must offer herself to any Black Man who speaks to her, and must do anything they want, time permitting. This started out as a challenge in a Blac...k club in Atlanta, but was so much fun we have continued and expanded it. It has resulted in some wild adventures, but not as many as you would think. Black men are, after all, men. Some may be Bulls, players, or thugs, but others are romantics, family men, or outright shy losers and/or geeks. Some of the looks she has gotten after offering her. He told the kids to stay by the fire. He crawled in the back of the bus and found the ponchos in a box under the seats. Thank goodness for that. He took the box inside. When he examined the ponchos he found they had snaps on them, and could be fastened together.Better and better.Soon he had a sheet big enough to cover the floor. He folded it up so it wouldn't get wet and went to work on another one. He only had enough left to make a strip, but he had an idea.The kids were all watching him."OK". This is what I have always wanted, and my lover, my protector, and My Commander is the conductor of this sexual symphony we have long dreamt of being orchestrated. The Commander then loving touches my cheek, rises, and nods to an older man, whom then walks over to the black women and instructs them to prep me. The women, who are dressed in native African garb, nod and walk towards me. They then pick up a bucket of water and a few other things. One then walks behind me and I feel her reach over. "Drinking a swallow of Coke, Lauralee thought that over. It would be stimulating to make it with a man she had never seen before, and would probably never meet again. Raw, primitive sex, and nothing more; no entanglements, no commitments. Only a good, solid fucking and goodbye.The kids watched the porn movie as they ate, giggling and discussing the techniques of the actors. It was better this way, Lauralee thought; sex had to be better when there was love like that she shared with her son and.