.......NOW!”She knew he was pissed so quickly unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them as far down her legs as possible as they were tight fitting and h...er boots would only allow them to go so far, she also pulled her French knickers off and pushed them on top of her jeans and then shuffled round and bent over the pallet of wrapped tables. She braced herself as Steve approached his footsteps getting louder and louder.‘SMACK’ Steve's bare hand slapped her bare right bum cheek and she winced and. We both had good marriages. Taylor and I were all business. Edging each other on towards the next quarter's milestone.My phone rang as I was in the parking lot leaving my last call. It was the voice of sex calling, "Well am I buying new dining suite, or did you fuck it up?"I had my reply already scripted, "Go buy your dining suite, and when it arrives serve your ass up on the table and have your husband fill up your tight back hole."Taylor let out a squeal, "I'd love that, but he's not man. You’re special. I’ll have to meet and greet the situation with Linda as best I can but I don’t expect much. She probably hates me and I can’t help that. To be honest I’m really scared and I’m very sad now.Thank you, and I have to get to work before school.”Siza walked away back toward the market and she stopped in the middle of the street, turned and looked back at me for a moment. Honestly I just wanted to break down and cry as I sat on fender with my head hanging down. I was heart broken. Members because they were so comfortable with their sexuality and power and it served as a natural aphrodisiac for those wishing to relinquish some white guilt. On this weekend, the Divine Mother Mistress Olutuunde was being given the title of Goddess. It was a sacred ceremony with traditions and practices taken from several West African religions and adapted to contemporary African American sensibilities. Meaning, no goats were sacrificed, no genitals were mutilated, but there was an amazing.