It was black, thick, long and glorious. When she moved her head as she danced, her hair would brush against or whip other dancers on the dance floor. ...She was wearing a sexy white halter-top that complimented the perfect shape of her medium sized breasts. Her flat V shaped stomach was bare and I could see the little silver stud that decorated her belly button. Her tight jeans were low cut and I could see the tattoos on her lower back. The crack of her shapely butt was also revealed every time. Cousin Nancy and I kept our distance for that entire year and she told me it was for best because I was not quite eighteen and she had already turned nineteen just before Halloween. I did have a girlfriend of sorts in Mary Connelly. She lived in the house next door and had four older sisters with a different sort of attitude than she. Mary was a religious girl always muttering her prayers when you would think she might be enjoying herself doing something frivolous. Her sisters were just the. "Congratulations. I experienced once what you must experience on a regular basis, years ago. You are very lucky women. I've often wondered over the years what became of him. I knew he was never destined to be ordinary, and I see I was right."The girls took to her immediately, after our history was explained. I sat, watching them chat, smiling with pleasure. She came to dinner at their invitation, looking exquisite in her gown. There was an air of sadness about her, the reasons becoming clear. The chair that she is sitting in is a very comfortable stuffed chair with rather ornate arm rests and legs. All in all, very comfortable, she thinks to her self. Then the door opens and a very large man enters. He must be 6’4′ and about 240#, she thinks, and not a wasted ounce on him. ‘Afternoon Ms James, I’m Jim and I’ll be helping you this afternoon,’ he says as he gently takes her hand. ‘If you’ll just step up here and get on this table, lying face down we’ll begin.’ As he gently guided her.