Funy sex story

  As I sat in my seat on the plane ride to my home town on business I looked in the window and saw my own reflection. It was night and the light over my head made my face visible in the glass. I am a Choctaw American Indian. I have a wide face and my hair is shoulder length, it is dark brown and I have dark brown eyes that are set wide on my face. Like so many women of my tribe, I have a stocky build. I grew up near the Oklahoma Reservation of my people. My family wanted to impress us with a respect for our heritage while they sent us to school with the Caucasian community. I had moved away from Oklahoma to establish myself in the business world. I was going home on business. I would be staying in the local Sheridan Hotel. While I was thinking about home I could not help thinking about my first female lover. Oh! I have been with a lot of women since then, but she was my first love. We did everything together, she was my best friend. She was a blond haired girl from...

  It all started with a business trip to Los Angeles. I had a three-day seminar to attend, and since it was a long trip anyway, I decided to take a couple days vaca- tion and stay over the weekend. Six months earlier, I had separated from my husband of ten years, so this would be my first solo vacation. I had rented a car through my company and was sightsee- ing in one of the rich neighborhoods -- not Beverly Hills, but nearby. I always hate the rental experience. I don't feel comfortable driving a strange car, and my company seems to always be changing the rules on which insurance to take and which to waive. I always feel like there's a disaster waiting to happen. In this case, my fears proved correct. I was driving around taking in the sights, trying to work the radio at the same time. I should have known better. Dis- tracted by the unfamiliar radio controls, I took my eye off the road for just a second. When I looked up, I saw a car stopped just in front of me. I tried to sl...