An old black man around the corner-2

Sandy chatted away and the black man listened, and strangely every time he remarked…he placed his hand lightly on her knee. It was sort of titillating to Sandy but she didn’t say anything about it. She wanted to appear more adult like. Again, she noticed the bulge in his shorts becoming larger.

Sir, “do you think that I am attractive?” Sandy blurted out. She couldn’t believe that she said that.

“Oh, indeed yes Miss Sandy. You are a very pretty lady with a nice figure,” the black man answered. “You probably have guys in school wanting to date you.”

“Not really that much. My mother doesn’t allow me to go on dates unless there is an adult present,” Sandy admitted.

“Miss Sandy, have you ever been on a date with one of the black fellows in your school…or alone with a black man?” He asked. Sandy was a little shocked at that question. “Well no. Not that I am opposed to it…just never occurred,” she sheepishly answered.

“I have watched some interracial sites on the internet with some girlfriends. They were quite naughty but exciting also. Especially to a girl my age,” Sandy admitted. “Oh my gosh, I can’t believe that I told you that. I had better go now. I’m really sorry about that,” she nervously said.