So this left Donovan to entertain me for the next couple of days and being a best friend, he did exactly that. Yes, I would admit, I have a physical a...ttraction to Donovan, but I’d kept it secretly inside. When my lover abruptly departed, the day was still young, so Donovan suggested that we go out and hit the town. I happily agreed and got ready. I must tell you that I am a sexy African-American woman who is 5’7 and 175lbs. I’m not skinny how “society” think I should be, but I have curves in. You'll have to make due until we can get these skins off." I sighed and I looked up at him hopefully and asked, "Did you happen to see any boxes marked shoes?" "I don't think so, why?" I looked down at my tiny feet that were parked next to my enormous shoes and looked back up again. "Oh, they're kind 'a small aren't they?" "Yeah. I stepped right out of them on my way out here. They didn't even follow me one step. I can't wear these." I dumped the shoes I had been holding under my arm on the. The entire herd, at least of a certain age, came to stand within the confines of the vast hut and ringed the rooms several times. “Disrobe!” The Elder commanded, to thunderous applause. I swallowed hard, and shed my dress as Saela and ‘Tia did the same. I found myself very nervous expected to “perform” in front of this crowd as though I were a mere peasant bard or dancer. Oluth’s humongous prick drew an audible gasp from the crowd as he shed his loincloth and revealed it. Soft it hung over. Getting home, she sat in the car for a minute, rehearsing in her mind what she needed to say, psyching up, so to speak. Once she got inside, she saw Peter sitting in his usual spot, changing channels on the remote and she waved a quick hello before hurrying to her bedroom, tossing her purse on her dresser and grabbing her bracelet. Feeling the cool metal against her skin, she swallowed her nerves, and her irritation, and went to see Peter, resolved to see this through, to prove she could do.