The kiss was done, though, and so together walked to a table. We had nosooner approached than a large man appeared beside us. "Evening, ladies.Sorry t...o bother you. Can I see some ID please?"I turned to face him and he did a small double-take and I think hesuddenly realized his faux pas. "Sorry." He said. "From the side you, uh..." It's okay," I said, offering him my driver's license. I was embarrassedto have it happen in front of Alice, but I always had to show ID whenPete and I went out. ”“I think it’s a cute idea!”“Well, of course. You wouldn’t be out there.”“No,” she admitted, “I wouldn’t. The parties are focused on white married woman and Black men. It is very sweet, though, that Jim and Bill are so supportive of Marie and Sarah that they willingly take them to Circle parties. I mean, that’s real devotion. And self-confidence.”“I guess you’re right…”“So what do you say? Shall we drop in and see what the fuss is about. We can always take in a movie if we’re bored.”“Yeah, why. “What?” My voice was a lot louder than I intended it to be. “I was just being facetious!”“Daddy, stop yelling. You’re overreacting, again.”The audacity.The audacity that she even had the gall to think I was overreacting. And then, it hit me: sudden clarity. Instead of screaming louder, my voice went lower, and I spoke in slow, menacing tones as I over-enunciated each word.“You think I’m overreacting? You ain’t seen nothing, honey. Stand up. Get over here.”I pointed to the end of the couch. Ash. I would always jack off while looking at pictures of women in pantyhose in magazines. So one day after turning sixteen I got the nerve to try on a pair of my aunt's hose. OMG they felt amazing and the way they made my legs look so smooth and sexy was a huge turn on. So mush that I had to lay there and masturbate. They also made me feel feminine. I'd stand there looking at myself in the full-length mirror at my legs and ass and think that I look just as sexy as a woman.This brought the kinkiness.