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Marci knocked on Sandy’s door and went in. Sandy was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed and was finishing her Yogurt. “Can I talk to you Sandy?” Marci asked. “Sure, come on in”, she replied. “You know I’ve always been gay ass straight forward with you Sandy and this is going to be a little hard to explain, but I need to tell you a few things about Gary and me.” Marci said. “What is it?” Sandy curiously asked. “Gary and I have a little different kind of relationship, or lifestyle, you might call it, than what you would call traditional”, Marci explained. “What is it, are you guys swingers or do you have an open marriage or something?” Sandy asked. “Sort of like that I guess.” Marci said. “You know that message you took from a guy named Bill that wanted to talk to me?” Marci asked. “Yes” Sandy said. “Bill is one of my black lovers”, Marci said. “WOW”, Sandy exclaimed, choking on her last bite of Yogurt. “ONE of your black lovers?” She asked gay ass. “God Marci, how many do you have?” she chuckled. “Does Gary know about them?” Sandy asked without waiting for an answer to gay ass her other question. “Yes he does Sandy, and he loves to watch me with them. I know it sounds kinky, but we both enjoy it, very much, and the reason I’m telling you, is that they come over from time to gay ass time, and if it is a problem for you, then we can make other arrangements.”

“WOW”, Sandy said again. “This is so cool. Hey, it doesn’t bother gay ass me a bit. I think its kinda erotic actually. I got to gay ass tell you about this black gay ass guy I met on the airplane coming up here. He was so pretty Marci and…and ….” Sandy was talking a hundred miles an hour. Marci almost couldn’t believe it. She thought this was going to be a shocker telling Sandy, but this girl was gay ass way ahead of her. “Things were a lot different when she was 18”, Marci thought to herself. Sandy was going on about a black guy she had met on the plane and Marci cut her off. “You like black guys Sandy?” Marci asked. “I liked this gay ass guy, I don’t know about gay ass any others, but Robert was a dream.” Sandy said. “That’s good Dear, because Bill is coming over tomorrow night for a visit, if you know what I mean. I told him about you and he really wants to meet you. Would you like to be here to meet him?” Marci asked Sandy. Sandy was blushing. “What do you mean by meeting him?” she asked. “Whatever you want that to gay ass mean Sandy.” Marcy answered. “What would Gary say?” Sandy asked. “Don’t worry about Gary, he would love it. Believe me, he would love it.” Marci laughed. She went on to say, “think it over and let me know.” “Do you think Bill would like me?” Sandy asked. “Are you kidding?” Marcy replied. “He has wanted to meet you ever since I first told him about you. Gary is all for it too, so you can relax and just be your self. Just remember, Yes is Yes, and No is No. Got it? No pressure, and if gay ass you gay ass would rather just go to your room and close the door, no one will bother you. You might want to turn up the volume on your stereo though.” Marci said laughing as she walked out the door. Sandy lay back against the Brass headboard and closed her eyes to think about all that Marci had just told her. “WOW”, is the only word she could think of. She wasn’t shocked like she thought she would be, at the thought of her Dad watching her Step Mom getting it on with a black lover. Then the rush hit her. She had been invited to watch too, and to even join in, and THEY would be watching HER!