Though I was a toddler at the time of the Women’s March on Washington, my mother was a staunch supporter of the movement. My mother was a very stron...g feminist. I grew up with both parents but happily for me, within a female led environment. As a result of my upbringing, I lead my household as well. In fact, I was also taught as a teen to embrace the mark established by that movement and still do to this day.”Emmeline reflected momentarily and said, “Yes. The symbol from the now defunct sports. Thus endeth my first real lesson.“So what’s the deal, Terri?” Cindy asked me.“Doesn’t have to be a deal. Everybody flies and nobody has to force anybody. I know it’s fun. I like flying WITH people. But I wanna do it myself.”“OF course you do. I started when I was fourteen, though.”“Did I do bad?”“No. You did quite good. You’ve been in the front seat a lot of times and you’ve had the controls a lot of times. It shows. If you ask, you can probably get more left seat time. That’s what I did for. The parking lot was half full when everything started. We walked to the main entrance with the adrenaline at 100%, what a rush. The first stop, coffee, we ended up in this commercial place on a stool getting to capuccinos. We did look great, we took couple of selfies, laugh and check at people checking at us. Second stop, Macys, they have great bargains for tall ladies like us, so we decided to go and check. Sure enough big deals, we picked 3 dresses each, and went to the dressing rooms. . I had never seen anything like it. I was scared but excited because I knew only a bad chick could handle a piece of meat like that. I started stroking it up and down and watched in amazement as it got harder and bigger. Jabar pushed me down on the sofa and started sucking on my titties. He went from nipple to nipple until they were so hard I thought that they were going to pop out of my skin. He worked his way down to my pussy and spread my lips apart and started licking the inside of my pussy.