We would go to the grocery store and she had black men following her around like a pack of dogs.Its like they could smell her scent.This day I was pla...ying in the yard when Walt drove up in his police cruiser at the usual time.I thought to myself here we go again.Another night of listening to the volcano next door.But looking closer there was somebody with him.Today he brought a black friend.At first glance of him getting out of the car he looked like a bum or ole drunk.He was very tall and very. I contacted Mistress Kyla. After speaking for a brief time she agreed to send me an ?application? to play with her. I decided that to really get the full effect of what my desires were, I would need to be completely open with her, and I’m glad that I was.I arrived at Mistress Kyla’s house at 5pm. She was having a play party at 7 but wanted to have a session with me first before allowing me to attend. ?I don’t want voyeurs? she said, ?I want true submissives?.She was exactly as she had. I opened the top drawer and took in the sight of my lovely bras and panties. There was only a few, but they were mine. I quickly undressed. Standing naked in my sister’s room, acutely conscious of what I was going to do, I was instantly erect. But what would I wear first? All my deep seated yearnings burst out. I was overwhelmed with the desire to wear everything. I felt I wanted to immerse myself in sea of femininity. I calmed myself down. Well almost. Trembling with excitement I reached out. Was I wrong in my thinking, or does what you all are doing make you whores?" Honey, first off, I'm not mad. I think that that would be a natural reaction to what I've told you. Actually it would have to depend on your definition of whore. A whore to me is a woman who will fuck just about anyone, and doesn't care who knows it. Your mother and I are discrete about who we fuck and so is the club we belong to. In this day and age, we have to be very careful who we let into the club because of AIDs.