Date: Wed, 29 Oct 2003 10:56:44 -0800 (PST)
From: Jan <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Southern Comfort 2 (Authoritarian, Interracial F/FFFF)

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                        Southern Comfort 2
                        Ming-La Goes Black
                               By
                              Jan


	Patti's nail salon was a regular hot bed of interracial
lesbian sex.  Patti hired a young woman from Thailand named
Ming-La.  A tinny little woman, she was only four-foot nine
and weighed only 95 pounds.  She was only nineteen years old
and was recently married.  What attracted her to Patti was her
long satiny black hair.  It was straight and so long that she
could sit on it.  Her nails were a half-inch long and perfectly
manicured.

	She fit right in to Patti's shop.  She was a diligent worker
and extremely friendly.  The other girls and customers found
her to be a delight.  Everyone was entertained to hear her saying
southern colloquialisms with a Thai accent.

	Patti talked to all her girls during lulls in the workday.
She wanted to know everything about her girls.  If they were
not lesbians she wanted to do her best to introduce them to the
lifestyle if nothing else.

	It was hard for Patti to learn about Ming-La because she
was a shy, quiet and demure girl.  In her conversations with
Ming-La in time she learned that her husband was a jealous
man.  He would never consider performing oral sex on her.  She
also learned that he had a tiny pencil dick.  Not that Ming-La
had that much experience with other men.  The only other penis
she had ever seen was that of a family before she had married.
The worst thing for the young girl was his lack of foreplay and
quick climaxes which always left Ming-La totally unsatisfied.

	Unknown to Patti Ming-La had fantasies about some of
her clients.  Some of them turned her on so much that after they
left the salon she would retreat to the bathroom and masturbate.
Her fantasies would include domination by these women.  She
would climax thinking about being forced to perform all kinds
of oral acts on specific clients.

	She was especially drawn to a tall black woman that
frequented the heath-spa next door.  She was a had a very
dominate personality.  She just exuded confidence.  Her name
was Sandra.  There was a huge physical contrast between them.
Ming-La the tinny golden skinned girl and Sandra was the
quintessential Amazon.

	Sandra was at least six-feet tall.  She was a lean and
sinewy muscular gal who had a personal trainer keeping her in
shape for body building competitions.  Her black skin shinned
like it was oiled all the time.  Her hair was cut short like Grace
Jones.  She also wore the wildest florescent lip-gloss on her
thick full lips.  She was always dressed very femininely even
when she was coming from her workouts.  She had a preference
for leather mini skirts and sports bra type tops.  It was obvious
she like to show off her body.

	Because of her weightlifting her nails were not very long.
No one likes to back off a nail back to the quick.  She came in
expressing a desire to let her nails grow before a companion.
She was stopping by the shop two or three time a week getting
her nails manicured and painted to match her lipstick.  Her nails
grew quickly and were thick.  With care they grew a half-inch
in a month.  Ming-La would apply three coats of lacquer over
two coats of the wild colors to protect them.  It would take lots
of time and Ming-La would chat with her while they dried if
she didn't have a lot of other customers.  Neither knew the
other was having fantasies about the other.  Sandra was a
bisexual that had a thing for tinny girls she could dominate.

	Ming-La had a gentle touch.  Sandra made a comment
that she loved having her hold her hands for hours.  Ming-La
blushed, inside her heart skipped a beat and she felt her pussy
juices wetting her panties.  She was so smitten by her African
Goddess.  After Sandra would leave Ming-La retreat to the
bathroom and franticly masturbate with fantasies of Sandra
ravishing her pussy with those incredibly thick lips and her long
tongue.

	It was so obvious to Patti and the other girls in the salon
that Patti finally asked her, "If you want her that much why
don't you just ask her if she would like to party with you?"  All
Ming-La could do is blush.  It became a joke around the shop
when she came back after masturbating.  The girls would ask
her if she washed her hands afterwards or could they smell
them?  Ming-La would just hang her head and blush.

	Ming-La found herself fantasying about Sandra when her
husband was fucking her.  She would be dreaming about Sandra
with a long-thick strap-on dildo pounding her pelvis until she
felt like the dildo would drill a hole right through to her ass.

	Her husband would even comment that he had never seen
she so demonstrative or loud during lovemaking.  All Ming-La
would do is blush and think to herself.If you only knew!

	After three months Sandra's nail had grown to a good
inch and a half long.  Ming-La would airbrush them with
delicate designs to compliment her lip-gloss and clothes.
Sandra would relate all the compliments she was getting on her
nails to Patti and the girls in the shop and how much she loved
Ming-La.  Sandra would hug and kiss Ming-La on the cheek
and forehead.

	She would say, "I have to credit my sweet little Princess
Ming-La for her incredible work on my nails!"

	Ming-La would blush and hang her head shyly as she
sported a huge lipstick mark on her cheek and forehead.  She
would be weak kneed with desire and her secret desire for
Sandra to ravish her body right there if front of everyone.  Little
did she know that Sandra would love nothing better that to
force Ming-La to the floor right there and rip her panties off and
drive her tongue into her cunt so deep that she would cut the
ligament under her tongue on her teeth.  That had been the
reason she had even decided to let her nail grow.  She wanted to
be close to this tinny oriental girl.  She was going to return
home and masturbate as she thought about this sexy little girl.
Ming-La was so shy and retarding and fairly newly married
Sandra had no idea that Ming-La was just as horny for her as
she was.  She thought that if she made a pass at the doll like
oriental beauty it would turn her off and she would never want
to see her again.

	It took Patti to take Sandra aside and tell her, "Sandra
you have to seduce Ming-La.  She is driving us crazy, she goes
into the bathroom after you leave and masturbates so much that
we can hear her moaning."

	Sandra was thrilled at the news.  While Ming-La was
touching up her nails the next day, Sandra whispered to Ming-
La, "would you like to come to my home and let me cook you
dinner in thanks for your work on my nails?  She added that she
should ask her husband's permission."

	Ming-La's heart skipped a beat.  "My husband is a very
jealous man but it would be Ok with me to have dinner with a
woman friend."

	They agreed on a date for the next Friday evening after
work.  Sandra gave Ming-La her address, phone number and
directions to her home.  Ming-La was as nervous a schoolgirl
on her first date, the rest of the week.  Patti and the girls could
see how nervous she was and knew better than to tease her.
Ming-La might just bolt if they gave her a bad time about a date
with her black Amazon.

	Ming-La had made an excuse to her husband about
having dinner after work with the girls at the shop.  They were
going to a movie in town.  Her husband grumbled but voiced no
objections.  Ming-La knew that she would smell of sweat and
chemicals she used for removing fingernail polish and the
solutions she used to soften nails and hands.  She selected a
nice dress and undergarments to change into after work.

	When Friday came she offered to close up shop.  Patti
knew why of course.  She smiled to herself and simple hung
around long enough after the other girl's left to offer to help
Ming-La to get ready for her date.  Ming-La was only mildly
upset that Patti knew why she was staying in town this evening.

	Patti did not want to look like she was pushing Ming-La
and allowed her to use the shower in he bathroom by herself.
When Ming-La came out she was dressed in a very nice red silk
dress.  Patti helped put her makeup on and locked up after them
as Ming-La got in her car to drive to Sandra's home.  She could
not even count the number of time she thought about turning
around and going home.

	When she found the address she parked at the curb and
sat there wiping her hands on the steering wheel trying to dry
them.  She was just about to back out and leave when the door
opened and she saw Sandra standing in the door.

	She came out to the curb and opened the car door.  She
was dressed in a very fashionable.  Her dress was a cotton light
summer weight that was wrinkle free.  The bright orange color
made her dark skin look even darker.  Sandra wrapped her arms
around Ming-La and hugged her and kissed her on the cheek in
a warm greeting.  As she turned to escort her tinny guest she
kept her left hand resting on the hip as she guided her guest into
her modern home.

	The home was very modern.  Sandra took pride in
showing it off.  The rooms were filled with the fragrance of
cooking and the pleasant smell of fresh baked bread.  The
apartment walls were bright colored with splashes of earthen
tones.  The spacious windows were double pained so that the
air-conditioning was not wasted trying to cool the outdoors.

	Ming-La was impressed with the room set up as a library,
trophy room.  There were trophies proclaiming Sandra as first,
second or third place victor in many bodybuilding contests.
There were a number of photographs of her assuming posies
that showed off her glinting muscles.  Her posing costumes
could hardly be called a bikini.  The gold triangles hardly
covered her areolas and pubic mound.  Ming-La was very
excited by the near nakedness.  She tried to hide her excitement
as she followed Sandra around the house.  She was looking at
her and imagining her without her clothes on.

	Sandra had prepared a supper from an old family recipe.
They enjoyed a leisurely meal.  They talked about their families
past.  Ming-La had come from a large family of rural farmers in
Thailand.  Her family fled the country during the political
unrest and migrated to southern U.S.A.  thinking climate and a
type of farming would be closer to their way of life back home.
Ming-La was born in the US and has no first hand knowledge
of Thailand.  Just the same her marriage had been arranged to
join two families from the same homeland area.

	Sandra related about how her ancestors had been brought
to the south and forced to adopt Christian names and forbidden
to speak their languages.  They came from so many diverse
family groups that spoke so many different languages that their
native languages were forgotten within one generation.  What
was known of family relationships was passed down on the
women's side of the family.  Sandra was only four generations
removed from slavery.  She knew enough about her origin to
know that her grandmothers had been selected for breading to
the strongest bucks to produce strong work-hands.  After the
laws were hatched to stop the importation of slaves the owners
took a strong interest in breading programs and bread them like
they did their finest horses.  They even logged the breading in
the same logs they kept for animal stock.

	She flexed her arm from across the table and laughed that
she was the result of the program.  Ming-La thought that she
did look like a black cat with her dark shining muscles.  When
they were finished eating and the dishes were in the dishwasher,
they took advantage of the evening breezes and sat on a glider
on the veranda.  They enjoyed the smell of magnolias and
watched the fireflies as the sipped iced tea.

	As Sandra sat her tall glass down on a table next to the
glider she turned to Ming-La and said, "Do you know that I find
you very attractive?"

	Ming-La blushed coyly and giggled as she responded, I
find you to very beautiful too."  She was hopping that Sandra
meant the same thing she did but feared that she was
commenting in a friendly way.  That fear was quickly dispelled
when Sandra placed her arm around her and drew her close to
her body to kiss her on the mouth.

	Ming-La's tinny body was like a child next to Sandra and
she was having a sexual thrill unequaled in her experience.  She
felt so weak in the arms of this Amazon.  She offered no
resistance as Sandra pried her mouth open with her tongue.
The thrill of being kissed by this black woman caused her to
have a climax without anyone even touching her cunt.

	Sandra felt Ming-La's climax and was thrilled that this
exotic beauty was so easily aroused.  She knew that she could
do anything she wanted with her.  She picked her up in her
arms and carried her into the house like a child she was about to
put to bed.

	When she closed the bedroom door with her foot and
crossed the room Ming-La was so excited she thought she was
about to cum again.  Sandra undressed her like she was a doll.
She found her so soft and childlike that she felt like her strong
hands she could break her like a matchstick.

	When Ming-La was totally naked she was placed on the
bed where she sat transfixed as Sandra removed her own
clothing.  She had been hoping to see her naked body all
evening and now she was undressing right in front of her.

	Sandra had dressed deliberately with the hope that she
was going to be able to strip for this young woman.  She had
selected bra and panties that would stand out in stark contrast to
her black skin.  The dark skin showing through the lace of her
white underwear looked like frosting on a cake.  Ming-La
absent-mindedly reached for her cunt to masturbate herself.

	Sandra slapped her hand away.  Ming-La had not even
consciously known she had been reaching between her legs.  It
started her that her wrist stung so much from the slap.  Sandra
told her that she could not touch herself unless she told her to
do so.

	"Have you ever made love to a woman before?"

	Ming-La, "No!  All I have ever done is dream about what
it would be like."

	Sandra smiled, "You are going to find out what it is like
right now!"

	She took off her bra and dropped it on the floor.  Her
breasts were like grapefruits placed on her muscular chest.  It
was hard to believe that her areolas could be any darker than
her skin but they were a little different in color and texture.
They looked dryer for some reason.  The nipples looked
rubbery.  Ming-La repositioned herself in an effort to suck on
one of the breasts.  Sandra understood her desire and lifted her
left breast with her right hand and fed it to her little oriental
doll.

	Ming-La found it so exciting to suck on the Amazon's
breast.  She pressed her face into the soft flesh and thrilled at
the feel of the strong body's muscles ripple under her hands.

	Sandra let her suck for a while before she replaced one tit
with the other.  When she felt that her new lover had sucked
long enough she pulled her breast out of the clinging mouth.

	She hooked her fingers in the waistband of her panties
that were hardly more that a posing-strap and pulled them
down.  Her pubis was shaved in a way that only left a V above
her cunt.  The hair was tightly curled and looked like it would
be a rough as steel springs.  Ming-La reached out and touched it
with her fingertips.  The hair was surprisingly soft to the touch.

	Sandra laced her strong finger through Ming-La's long
straight hair and forcefully pulled her head tightly against her
cunt.  Ming-La could smell the lilac soap on her body but the
smell that was turning her on the most was the odor of her cunt.

	The outer skin of Sandra's labia was a dark chocolate
color while the skin inside changed to a red like freshly cut
meat.  The hood that covered her clit was dark and the little clit
looked like a red finger.  Ming-La didn't get to see it very long
before her face was pressed against the wet flesh.  She was
thrilled to find that the skin was so soft and slippery.  As she
lapped at the flesh with her tongue it felt like her tongue was
being coated with a warm sweet substance.

	Sandra humped the face between her legs. When she was
about to climax she smashed Ming-La's face against her cunt
with such force Ming-La could not breathe.  When Sandra
completed her climax and let go of Ming-La's head the girl had
to pull her head back and pant for air.  When she recovered her
breath she found that she was having a climax too.  All this and
no one even touched her own cunt yet.

	Now it was Sandra's turn to taste the body of her oriental
doll.  She got on the bed and lay next to Ming-La stroking her
body with her hands and kissing her flesh as if she were trying
to memorize every inch.  The skin was an even color of her
oriental heritage.  Her areolas were like chocolate candy kisses
on cupcake sized breasts.  The pubic hair was as straight as the
hair on her head.  The hair was sparse along the length of her
crack.  The effect was to give her the look a girl much younger
than she was.

	Sandra devoured her body with her eyes, hands and
mouth.  At one point she took hold of Ming-La's legs by the
knees and rolled her up until her knees were resting next to her
ears.  Her little behind was curled up and pointing towards the
ceiling.  Sandra stuck out her big red tongue and wiped her
crotch from the start of her crack on her butt.  She licked and
kissed the little brown anus then she stuck her tongue deep into
the little cunt.  When she reached the clitoris she sucked it into
her mouth after she flipped it with her tongue.

	Ming-La was beside herself as she watched what Sandra
was doing to her.  She was so excited she thought she could not
stand it.  She begged Sandra to let her rest for a moment.  With
her knees pinning her shoulders she had to reach around her
legs to place her hands on Sandra's head.  She could not push
her head away.  She was wrapped up so tightly that she was
almost powerless.  When she climaxed again she blacked out.
Her eyes saw red for a moment and then nothing.  The next
thing she knew she was stretched out on the bed and Sandra
was stroking her forehead.

	She was disoriented and it took a moment for her to
understand what had happened and where she was.  Then the
tingled in her cunt reminded her what she had done.  She
glanced at the clock.  She could not believe that it was so late.
She told Sandra that she had to get home.

	She dressed as quickly as she could.  Sandra followed her
to the door and gave her one last kiss.  Ming-La took one last
look as her black Amazon as she rushed to her car.  The
memory of her standing in the door was burned into her mind.

	Her husband was asleep and hardly moved when she
slipped into bed.  She was up and made breakfast before getting
her husband off to work.  Then she drove to work herself.

	The moment she got to the salon Patti asked how her date
was?  Ming-La blushed and cast her eyes towards the floor.
She meekly whispered that it had been a nice evening.  Patti
stood behind her and placed her hands on her shoulders and
whispered in her ear, "Did she make you cum?"

	Ming-La shook her head up and down in an affirmative
response.

	Patti said, "You have to tell me all about it!"

	Ming-La was not sure she could tell anyone what had
happened last night but she started talking about getting ready
to visit Sandra and before long she was telling Patti about what
she had been thinking about as she drove home.

	When she looked at Patti she saw that Patti had her hand
between her kegs rubbing her cunt.  Rather that be embarrassed
Patti smiled and reached out and felt her little tit.  Patti follows
that up with a kiss that had her head spinning.  Patti told her
that someday they would have to have a date too.

	Ming-La's head was spinning all day.  Was every woman
she met a lesbian?  She saw all of the girl's in the shop flirting
with their customers and saw the women in the chairs copping a
feel of the girls now and then.  She felt like a naive child that
she had not seen that before.

	Sandra came into the shop just before closing.  All of the
girls had knowing expression on their faces.  Ming-La blushed
as Sandra took her hands and kissed her on the mouth.  She
invited her to come with her to her next body building contest.
Ming-La was flattered but had no ideas how she would be able
to find a way to get away for the three days.  She finally told
her husband that she had been asked to accompany one of her
customers who was to compete in a body building contest to
Atlanta.  There were going to be several women to help with
hair and clothes. Her husband was only interested in what she
was going to be paid. At any rate after work on Friday Sandra
picked her up for their trip.

	She picked up her bag of clothes and her manicure kit.
Sandra opened the trunk of the car and they put her stuff in the
back.  When she opened the passenger door Ming-La saw that
there were two women in the back seat.

	The one on her side was another black woman that was
almost as large as Sandra was.  The second woman was a
middle aged white woman.  She was a plump looking woman.
Sandra introduced them as her coach Charlie and her training
partner Velma.  Ming-La reached over the seat to shake their
hands before sitting down and buckling her seatbelt. She was
the only one that had a dress on.  The other three women were
in gym shorts, tank tops and cross trainer shoes on.

	Sandra drove them to the interstate highway.  They were
well on the way before the sun went down.  Ming-La could not
see Velma behind her without turning around but she could see
Charlie by turning her head.

	As the conversation trailed off and the music from the
radio became boring Ming-La was starting to drift off.  Then
she heard some moaning sounds coming from the back seat.
She looked over and could only see Charlie's legs.  She had a
little trouble turning sideways in her seat so that she could look
under her headrest to see the back seat.

	What she saw was Charlie with one arm around Velam
and the other hand under her tank top.  She was kissing her and
Velma was the one moaning.  She watched as Charlie pulled
her gym shorts down and started masturbating her.  She felt her
own pussy getting wet as Charlie put her head between Velma's
legs and started sucking her cunt.

	She felt Sandra's strong hand on her knee and looked
over at her.  She turned around so that she was facing forward
as Sandra's hand worked its way up her thigh.  She didn't know
what to do.  When Sandra gave her panties a little tug she knew
what she wanted.  She lifted her butt up enough and reached
under her dress and rolled her panties down.  She used her feet
to kick them off.  They were left on the floorboard of the car as
Sandra's finger sought out her clit and soon had her moaning
her own song in counterpoint to Velma's.

	When they got to Atlanta and checked into their room.
They dropped their bags and Charlie pulled Velma down on the
first bed.  They were out of their clothes in no time. Sandra
flung her clothes at a chair and then undressed Ming-La. As
Sandra went down on her Ming-La was looking at Charlie
going down on Velma.  She found it very erotic to be watching
a woman sucking the black girl in the bed next to her as the
black Amazon was sucking her cunt.  Sandra did change placed
with Ming-La long enough to get sucked off before they all fell
asleep.

	The next day they got the girl's entered in the contest and
took care of the formalities of the drawing of the competition
order.  As they milled around the room Ming-La stayed with
Charlie.  She felt like a child next to the middle-aged woman.
She accepted the protective arm around her waist.

	She also noticed that a lot of the women were holding
each other affectionately.  Some were even making out with
each other.  Charlie said, "The girl's would be busy for a couple
of hours why don't we return to the room.  Ming-La gave her a
look and then looked for Sandra.  When she caught her eye,
Charlie held up the room access card and gestured upwards.

	Sandra smiled and gave them a wave as Charlie led
Ming-La towards the elevators.  In the room Charlie opened the
guest bar and made them a couple of drinks.  They sat on
Charlie's bed and Charlie asked about her relationship with
Sandra.  As they were talking Charlie started feeling her up.
Ming-La didn't know if she should allow her to do that to her.
By the time Charlie had her hand in her dress playing with her
tits, she dropped her glass on the bed and she felt the ice slide
under her hip.

	The bed felt wet by the time Charlie had her undressed.
Who gives a shit?  Charlie was out of her shorts and tank top in
quick order and was sucking her pussy.  She turned around on
the bed so that she could mount Ming-La's head.

	Ming-La was looking up at the sandy blonde pubic hair
that covered her cunt.  She was just getting into the way Charlie
was sucking her cunt and grinding her pussy into her mouth
when the door opened.

	She froze as Velma and Sandra came in.  Sandra said, "I
can't let you out of my sight a minute!"

	Ming-La thought she was mad at her for a moment
before both black women laughed.  They stripped out of their
clothes and got on the bed. They sucked on the two bodies and
stimulating them with their hands.

	For the next two days it opened a new world to Ming-La
watching the competition and having sex with one white and
two black women.

	The first day of compassion was exciting.  There was the
infectious thrill when a competitor advanced to the next level of
competition and the disappointment when they were eliminated.
Some took the rejection as a challenge to improve what they
perceived as some physical developmental deficiency.  Others
complained that they were rejected because of everything from
judges being bought to contestants sleeping with the judges.
The losers never accept that they are out of shape.

	Charlie and Ming-La were as thrilled as anyone as
Sandra and Velma made the finals in their weight classes.  Both
of them got first place in their weight class.  The last contest
was best of the show.  That pitted all of the weight classes
against each other.  As if bodybuilding reflects real life size
counts.  Sandra being the largest contestant won the overall
trophy with a title Ms. World.

	The party afterwards was wild.  There were lots of
pictures and the party lasted into the morning hours.  It moved
from the banquet hall the private room of one of the patrons of
the competition.  Ming-La consumed far too much wine.  She
found a corner and sat down.  Before long she was dropping off
to sleep.

	Ming-la woke up with a foul taste in her mouth.  It took
her a few moments to remember where she was.  When she
looked around the furniture and floor was covered with naked
bodies.  Those that were not asleep were engaged in all manner
of lesbian sex.  She had to step carefully over the bodies to get
to the bathroom where she planned to rinse her mouth out and
empty her painfully full bladder.

	When she opened the door the bathroom was occupied.
Two women were in the spacious tub.  One was between the
legs of the other and was being felt up.  There was a woman
setting on the toilet as well.  Ming-La recognized her as one of
the finalist in the contest.  Her legs were spread lewdly.  She
was sitting on the edge of the ring and an older woman with
blue hair was kneeling between her legs.  She was eating the
cunt of the Amazon.

	Ming-La was a little embarrassed to ask, but nature was
demanding that she empty her bladder before she peed on the
floor.  She shyly asked the woman if she could use the toilet.

	The woman looked at her and smiled.  She grabbed the
hair of the older woman and said, "Bitch, this sweet China Doll
needs a toilet."

	Ming-La wanted to correct her, by telling her she was not
Chinese but did not have the nerve.

	The woman looked at Ming-La and crawled on her knees
to her.  She tilted her head back and opened her mouth.  The
Amazon told her to go ahead and pee in her mouth.  She
assured her that the bitch loves it.  Ming-La was in no place to
argue the point.  She could not hold it back much longer.  She
lifted her dress pulled her panties down to her knees and thrust
her pubis over the mouth and let go.  The woman swallowed as
fast as she could but urine did spill out of her mouth and ran
down her body.  When she finished the woman lapped her cunt
to clean her up.  Her reward was the comment from the
Amazon, "Nice job bitch.  Now get your ass back over here and
make me cum."

	Ming-La pulled her panties up and let her dress fall.
Then she turned to the sink and picked up a bottle of
mouthwash so that she could rinse out her mouth.  She closed
the door behind herself and went looking for Sandra.  She did
not see her as she worked her way through the room to the
door.

	When she got back to their room she found Charlie and
Velma asleep curled up in each other's arm.  She checked the
bathroom and found Sandra kneeling in front of the toilet
throwing up.  Ming-La took a wash cloth from the towel bar
and wet it with cold water.  She knelt beside Sandra and held
the wet cloth to her forehead.

	Sandra was in a sad shape and was bemoaning her regret
for drinking so much.  She was sweaty and her breath was foul.
Ming-La cleaned her up and dried her off.  She got her to bed
and knew from her past experience that she had to keep Sandra
on her side.  She cuddled up behind her so that Sandra could
sleep it off.

	The next morning Sandra was in no shape to drive home
so Charlie did the driving.  It was a jovial but somewhat
subdued trip.  There were a lot of remarks about never drinking
that much again.  Followed by laughter because they knew it
would happen sooner or later.

	When she was home she found her husband cold to her
excitement about the competition.  Only the girls at Patti's shop
wanted to know everything.  They were expressly interested in
the sex.  Ming-La found herself telling them about everything.
Just a short time ago she would have been too embarrassed to
tell anyone about what she saw and did.  As the girls responded
with obvious excitement about what she was telling them, she
found herself going into extreme detail about her personal
involvement.


	One of the girls was sitting in one of the barber chairs as
she was telling the story.  One of the other girls stood behind
the chair and reached over with both hands and placed them
inside the bodice of her starched white uniform dress and took
hold of her tits.  There followed and orgy of lesbian sex before
any customers arrived.  The first customers that day were
treated to such lavish treatment they would be spoiled.


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