We went over to the changing room to watch Julie try stuff on. As she was changing she needed help to lace a corset up so I went in to help her. When ...I went in there I realized how fit she was. I told her, "Damn, Julie, you look sexy." Once again she blushed. When she came out wearing it our jaws dropped. She just smiled. "After talking about those vibrators, and watching this I am really turned on," I whispered to Lucy once Julie went to go change into something else. Lucy and I were totally. And was sucking her lips wildly doing it all at the same time. She was turned on more by this act and was rubbing my cock over my shorts more and was biting my lips.She told me in my ears “baby from now on I am yours. Make me your slut fuck me hard whenever you want” these words made me more horny.I slowly started pulling her t-shirt up while kissing her neck and was blowing air slowly on her neck and earlobes and to my surprise she didn’t wear both bra and pantie.I removed her t-shirt and. Man, I never thought I’d say this but I miss the town of Brockton. Yeah, my old hunting ground of Brockton is one of Massachusetts most diverse towns. People of African-American, Hispanic, Asian, Cape Verdean and Haitian descent make up fifty two percent of the city’s one hundred thousand person population. How about that? Now, just because racial minorities are the majority in the city of Brockton doesn’t mean we don’t have our share of racial issues like the rest of America. We’ve got racist. “Damp washcloth,” I said, quickly. “It removes bacteria that produce odors. Doesn’t get you wet, but makes things better. If you want to go the extra mile, follow it up with an alcohol rub.”“What?” Karla’s eyebrows rose.“Not booze,” I said. “Rubbing alcohol.”“That would stink even worse,” said Karla, wrinkling her nose.“It doesn’t smell like anything,” I said. “It just kills bacteria and then evaporates.”“Did you bring rubbing alcohol?” asked Karla. Her voice made it clear she thought I had.