There was a new girl on our volleyball team. She had caught my eye from the first practice she attended. Today I had missed three passes because I was watching her out of the corner of my eye. She had shoulder-long light blonde hair, a round angelic face with pale skin, large blue eyes and a slender nose. Her breasts were round and full and stretched her sports top to the utmost. Her legs were very long and slender. Her waistline was narrow but – and this was what I found the most fascinating thing about her - a baby bump stood out on her abdomen. Not a big one; she wouldn’t be dropping out of the team for many months yet. In fact, had she been of less slender build, nobody would be noticing anything at this point
After intense training, we retreated to the changing room, plastered in sweat. Alice had a locker next to mine, and we undressed at the same time. I couldn’t help but steal secret glances at the stark nakedness of her body. Freed from her top and sports bra, those breasts were even larger than I had imagined They were perfectly rounded with the nipples facing upwards and outwards, and they bounced slightly as she rummaged in her locker. She had gently rounded hips and a cute tight behind.
The shower was a communal one and I slipped into the empty space besides here. As I soaped my body, I imaged she was touching me with her slender soapy fingers. I soaped my own stomach imagining I was massaging the sweetness of her baby bump.
Now don’t get me wrong. I’m not usually into girls. I have a boyfriend called Kevin to whom I am due to get married in ten days. We both want to remain virgins until our wedding night.
“It’s not really cheating if it’s a girl,” I said to myself.
I wasn’t sure whether I had said it out loud or whether she had heard me. She smiled at me and I blushed. I must have turned as bright red as my Celtic red hair.
We finished showering and walked back to our place by the lockers together. The water was collecting in pearls on her pale white her skin and slowly trickled over her rounded breasts. Some droplets clung to her nipples. I wanted to touch those droplets. No, I wanted to be one of those droplets.
“Hi,” she said, “I’m Alice”.
“I er, I know,” turning my eyes to look up at her face. I stuttered and gulped and realized I should be introducing myself rather than just staring.
“I’m Jenny,” I finally blurted.
“You’re a shy one, aren’t you?”
“Er yes, I guess,” I admitted awkwardly.
“But you’re a pretty one. I like you!”
“I like you too,” I replied. My heart was racing with excitement.
All this must be fine, I told myself. I’m not a lesbian because I’m going to be married to Kevin in ten days, and she’s not a lesbian because she’s pregnant, and there is no deep sin in a little admiration between God-fearing Christian girls.
I looked at her hands and saw she was not wearing a ring. She’s pregnant without being married, I thought. That’s odd. Maybe she sinned sexually. That’s a grave sin against God. Should I really be befriending people like that?
I looked at the dressing-room mirror, and saw she was looking into it too. She was a little taller than I was, and her breasts a little more ample. But mine were well shaped as well, round as summer apples with the nipples facing forwards. I had a freckled face and deep green eyes. We were both stark naked, except for the crucifix that I wore around my neck. She wore no jewelry at all. It was her baby bump that adorned her body.
“Do you want to come over to my place after?” she asked, “To my boyfriend’s villa?”
“I really don’t know if I should,” I said clumsily, “I was planning to do some … some … Bible studying.”
“Then we can do that together at my place, come on!”
We got dressed and she took my hand in hers as we walked out of the sports building. The touch of her hand in mine, of her skin on mine, sent an electric tingly feeling through my entire body. I wished I could have kissed her there and then. Several heads turned to follow the tall blonde girl and the slightly shorter freckled redhead parading through the grounds, hand in hand.
A shiny red sports car screeched around the corner and stopped right in front of us. The car was driven by a black man, blacker than I had ever seen. I was struck by the white sparkle of his eyes and teeth. His shirt was unbuttoned and open, revealing his muscular torso and a chain of gold. His face appeared somewhat familiar, but I couldn’t place it.
She pushed me into the back seat, which being a sports car, was quite tight. She jumped into the front seat next to him, kissing him intensely. I felt a pang of jealousy at their pleasure. I felt I desired both of them, and could not decide which I wanted the most. But them having one another was certainly not OK.
“This is Jenny,” Alice finally to the man, “I’m sure you will like her.”
“I’m sure I will”, he replied with a slow smile while looking at me in the car mirror.
“And this is Abdullah,” she said to me, “my boyfriend, he’s an exchange student from Africa. You may have read about him. He’s the son of the Sultan of Sufi B’led Salaam.”
Now I knew where I had seen that face. It had been all over the local news. The Sultan of a small African country sending his heir to come to be educated at our college was a great honor for us.
As he was driving, he gently stroked Alice’s thigh. I thought about her baby bump. I realized there was a black baby growing within her. In some months the lips of a perfect cute black baby would drink milk at her pale white breasts. The thought excited me, and I felt jealous of her, knowing that my Kevin would only give me a white baby, and probably an ugly one too.
We arrived at Abdullah’s villa, a large low building with several wings set in a perfectly manicured garden.
“Why don’t you girls go and relax by the pool?” I’ve got some calls to make but will be with you in half an hour or so”
We relaxed on loungers by the pool and sipped icy drinks.
“It’s beautiful isn’t it?”, began Alice, “wanna go into the pool?”
“The pool?” I replied, “but I haven’t got a swimming costume.”
“Hey girl, loosen up, you won’t need one. We’ve already been naked together,” she said as she began to undress, “do you think I didn’t notice you had your eyes all over me?”.
“Yeah, but your boyfriend?”
“He won’t be here for a bit, and he doesn’t mind anyway.”
“But he’s a man. He can’t see me naked!”
“Oh don’t be silly. He likes me to bring home friends. I bring home girls all the time”.
She was now fully undressed and kneeling on the floor by my lounger. The warm light of the sun drew out more subtle tones in her skin, making her even more beautiful than before. Her hand was on my thigh. The touch of her fingers was irresistible.
She had soon unbuttoned my blouse and undone my bra. Before I knew it she had her hands on my breasts. It wasn’t the first time somebody had touched me there. Kevin had fondled them before, but he lacked any sensitivity or understanding of how to please me, and I had felt bad all the time, bad about sinning against God. But Alice was different - I felt totally at ease with her. Her fingers ran around gently, circling and touching my breastsfrom all sides. I could almost say she was worshipping them. It was like being in heaven. And heaven could surely not be a sin in God’s eyes.
I felt emboldened to return the pleasure and reached out to touch her breasts, which were dangling before my eyes. They were bigger than mine and seemed like forbidden fruit. My fingers hovered close to them, but I didn’t dare touch. Seeing my hesitation, she took my hands in hers and placed them firmly on her breasts. I began to touch and stroke them and take in their beautiful softness.
Alice’s fingers closed on my chin and drew my face to hers. Our lips met and sparks of pleasure emanated as our lips closed. My soul danced and leapt. Kevin had kissed me too sometimes, but this was something different, something that didn’t even deserve to be called by the same word.
She laid herself on the lounger besides me and we turned to face one another, lying on our sides. She pressed her body against mine. Her breasts squeezed against mine, and her baby bump pushed onto my abdomen, onto the place where my own baby bump ought to be, with a black baby of my own. The warmth and sensuality of her body were intense. I wished I could savor this moment forever.
Before I knew what was happening, she had unhooked my skirt and pulled down my panties. Now, I have a special secret I have never told anybody about. Sometimes before going to sleep at night, while I lie in my bed, I touch myself down there with my fingers. I was wondering if Alice ever did that too, or if I should tell her about it. But before I knew what was happening, she had extended her fingers down there and had already found my secret spot.
The sensation she gave me was much more intense than what I was used to from touching myself. Waves of pleasure rolled from Alice’s fingertips and spread through my body as a pebble makes ripples spread across a still pond. The first few waves were just sensations of happiness and warmth, but as more followed I felt my muscles contract slightly every time. And as wave after wave passed, the small hardly noticeable contractions grew into real spasms that I could no longer hide from Alice. I was moaning and could not control it. I let go and let paradise take control. My body was shaking with pleasure.
Moisture was now welling within my vagina. I felt a huge desire to be penetrated by a huge penis. I had never actually seen a real penis. Only a diagram in my biology textbook at school. At the time I had lain in bed at night, touching the diagram and imagining it was real. But now, even more than then, I desired a real flesh and blood one, deep inside me, and I wanted it now.
“It’s so good, so good,” I whimpered, “it feels so amazing.”.
“You are amazing,” she replied.
At the lips of my vagina, her fingertips pushed in a little way.
“Do you like that?” she asked.
“I like that, I want something there inside me. I want a man’s penis.”
“It will be done,” she replied. “I was watching you before. You like Abdullah. You like my boyfriend because he’s strong and he’s manly and he’s black and because he knows how to treat a women. You want his penis inside you. You want to have a black baby growing inside you just as there is one inside me”
“No, no, he’s your man, I don’t want…,” I protested.
“Yes you do, and so does he, and so do I.”
“But he’s your man … and it’s a sin against God, it’s adultery”
“He fucks me every day, three times a day sometimes. I get more sex than I can ask for. But a man like him, a real man, cannot be happy with one woman alone. It’s not what God wants. God wants women to please and serve their men, and I am pleasing and serving Abdullah by bringing you here for him to enjoy. It would be jealousy to wish to keep him in a cage, and jealousy is a true sin against God. Jealousy is much more a sin than love.”
I’m not sure I really understood her argument, but I felt bad for a moment for having been jealous of her previously. And with her fingers still in my vagina, I was in heaven anyway and there was no need for arguments to make sense.
Suddenly my eyes caught a dark shape flashing through the water. It was Abdullah swimming. He came towards us and stood up in the water. Alice pulled her fingers out of me and sat up beside me. I was still lying where she had been treating me.
“Aah, she really is a beauty,” said Abdullah, “just what I need to relax after a hard day’s work.”
“She’s a bit shy,” said Sophie, “but she’s hot, there’s a sex goddess inside her.”
“I can see that”, he replied, “I love redheads with freckles.”
He raised himself out of the pool with his strong arms, revealing his full nakedness. The sun shone on his dark skin and made the water droplets shine in the sun. His entire body was covered in muscles. His penis was hard and facing upwards, countless veins crisscrossing its surface.
I gasped in shock. I had never seen or imagined anything like it. Alice placed my hands on his huge phallus. The skin seemed soft to touch, but hard underneath. I ran my fingers along the veins.
“Take it into your mouth,” said Alice. I looked at it, and then obeyed her command. I first kissed, then licked and finally sucked the huge warm piece of meat.
He pulled my mouth off his phallus, and laid down on my lounger, grasping me in his strong arms and rolling me on top of him. Alice was now kneeling beside me and helped me sit on top of him, facing him. She was rubbing his phallus with both hands and said, “here girl, lower yourself onto this”.
I raised my body above it and slowly pushed myself down. The huge phallus parted my flesh and it hurt.
“Move up and down gently, you’re doing fine.” she said.
I did as she said and with every movement it went deeper inside.
“Aw God, she’s tight”, proclaimed Abdullah, “I can’t believe it”.
“There you are, don’t stop” said Alice, holding the base of his penis and guiding my hips in a motion that went both up and down and gyrated.
I was determined to take the entire penis inside me. I didn’t want to look like a coward in front of Alice. It hurt. it hurt tremendously. But it was a good hurt and I wanted it to continue.
He again took me in his strong arms and we turned over. Now he was on top of me, my legs wide apart and his penis still deep inside me. He began to push even deeper and I began to realize that although I had taken so much of it already, there was so much of it that hadn’t been inside yet. He pushed a little deeper with every movement of his hips. I felt an orgasm welling up inside me. I screamed and then it happened all at once. Every muscle in my body twitched and I briefly had the sensation of my body disintegrating and coming back together in an instant. At the same time Abdullah stopped pumping. He held still seep inside me and I felt his ejaculation. There was a contraction of his penis and something warm shot deep into me. Another contraction followed and another. I was fertile today and I knew he had not only made me from a girl to a woman, but he had also made me a mother.
We held tight for a few moments and I began to kiss him plentifully. He had given me the most beautiful moment of my life. Slowly he pulled out. I looked down. There was red blood along the shaft of his black penis. My blood. My virginity. A droplet of his white seed still hung from the tip.
10 days later I married Kevin. We had sex for the first time together. Truth be told it was dull and meaningless and I felt practically nothing as Kevin pushed his tiny penis into me. I’m not even sure if he managed to come. But I did a pregnancy test the next day and it showed I was positive. Kevin was so ecstatic about the success that I let him believe it was his.
I still managed to visit Abdullah and Alice a few times after that, even after my baby bump had appeared. I realized Alice and Abdullah had taught me to overcome jealousy. I watched them have sex in the pool or on the loungers or on Abdullah’s couch, and felt only happiness and no jealousy. Sometimes they would let me join in a threesome or sometimes one of them would watch as I made love to the other.
Our volleyball team finally had to stop playing because several further girls were pregnant. All of them had been Alice’s friends.
Several months later, but before Alice could give birth, Abdullah went back to Africa to marry a woman from his own tribe who his father had selected for him, as was their custom. Neither Alice nor I ever heard from him again.
Kevin was angry at first when he discovered my baby was black. I tried to explain to him my lesson about jealousy. He threatened to leave me, but he changed his mind when he saw the cute little black baby sucking milk at my white breasts.
After intense training, we retreated to the changing room, plastered in sweat. Alice had a locker next to mine, and we undressed at the same time. I couldn’t help but steal secret glances at the stark nakedness of her body. Freed from her top and sports bra, those breasts were even larger than I had imagined They were perfectly rounded with the nipples facing upwards and outwards, and they bounced slightly as she rummaged in her locker. She had gently rounded hips and a cute tight behind.
The shower was a communal one and I slipped into the empty space besides here. As I soaped my body, I imaged she was touching me with her slender soapy fingers. I soaped my own stomach imagining I was massaging the sweetness of her baby bump.
Now don’t get me wrong. I’m not usually into girls. I have a boyfriend called Kevin to whom I am due to get married in ten days. We both want to remain virgins until our wedding night.
“It’s not really cheating if it’s a girl,” I said to myself.
I wasn’t sure whether I had said it out loud or whether she had heard me. She smiled at me and I blushed. I must have turned as bright red as my Celtic red hair.
We finished showering and walked back to our place by the lockers together. The water was collecting in pearls on her pale white her skin and slowly trickled over her rounded breasts. Some droplets clung to her nipples. I wanted to touch those droplets. No, I wanted to be one of those droplets.
“Hi,” she said, “I’m Alice”.
“I er, I know,” turning my eyes to look up at her face. I stuttered and gulped and realized I should be introducing myself rather than just staring.
“I’m Jenny,” I finally blurted.
“You’re a shy one, aren’t you?”
“Er yes, I guess,” I admitted awkwardly.
“But you’re a pretty one. I like you!”
“I like you too,” I replied. My heart was racing with excitement.
All this must be fine, I told myself. I’m not a lesbian because I’m going to be married to Kevin in ten days, and she’s not a lesbian because she’s pregnant, and there is no deep sin in a little admiration between God-fearing Christian girls.
I looked at her hands and saw she was not wearing a ring. She’s pregnant without being married, I thought. That’s odd. Maybe she sinned sexually. That’s a grave sin against God. Should I really be befriending people like that?
I looked at the dressing-room mirror, and saw she was looking into it too. She was a little taller than I was, and her breasts a little more ample. But mine were well shaped as well, round as summer apples with the nipples facing forwards. I had a freckled face and deep green eyes. We were both stark naked, except for the crucifix that I wore around my neck. She wore no jewelry at all. It was her baby bump that adorned her body.
“Do you want to come over to my place after?” she asked, “To my boyfriend’s villa?”
“I really don’t know if I should,” I said clumsily, “I was planning to do some … some … Bible studying.”
“Then we can do that together at my place, come on!”
We got dressed and she took my hand in hers as we walked out of the sports building. The touch of her hand in mine, of her skin on mine, sent an electric tingly feeling through my entire body. I wished I could have kissed her there and then. Several heads turned to follow the tall blonde girl and the slightly shorter freckled redhead parading through the grounds, hand in hand.
A shiny red sports car screeched around the corner and stopped right in front of us. The car was driven by a black man, blacker than I had ever seen. I was struck by the white sparkle of his eyes and teeth. His shirt was unbuttoned and open, revealing his muscular torso and a chain of gold. His face appeared somewhat familiar, but I couldn’t place it.
She pushed me into the back seat, which being a sports car, was quite tight. She jumped into the front seat next to him, kissing him intensely. I felt a pang of jealousy at their pleasure. I felt I desired both of them, and could not decide which I wanted the most. But them having one another was certainly not OK.
“This is Jenny,” Alice finally to the man, “I’m sure you will like her.”
“I’m sure I will”, he replied with a slow smile while looking at me in the car mirror.
“And this is Abdullah,” she said to me, “my boyfriend, he’s an exchange student from Africa. You may have read about him. He’s the son of the Sultan of Sufi B’led Salaam.”
Now I knew where I had seen that face. It had been all over the local news. The Sultan of a small African country sending his heir to come to be educated at our college was a great honor for us.
As he was driving, he gently stroked Alice’s thigh. I thought about her baby bump. I realized there was a black baby growing within her. In some months the lips of a perfect cute black baby would drink milk at her pale white breasts. The thought excited me, and I felt jealous of her, knowing that my Kevin would only give me a white baby, and probably an ugly one too.
We arrived at Abdullah’s villa, a large low building with several wings set in a perfectly manicured garden.
“Why don’t you girls go and relax by the pool?” I’ve got some calls to make but will be with you in half an hour or so”
We relaxed on loungers by the pool and sipped icy drinks.
“It’s beautiful isn’t it?”, began Alice, “wanna go into the pool?”
“The pool?” I replied, “but I haven’t got a swimming costume.”
“Hey girl, loosen up, you won’t need one. We’ve already been naked together,” she said as she began to undress, “do you think I didn’t notice you had your eyes all over me?”.
“Yeah, but your boyfriend?”
“He won’t be here for a bit, and he doesn’t mind anyway.”
“But he’s a man. He can’t see me naked!”
“Oh don’t be silly. He likes me to bring home friends. I bring home girls all the time”.
She was now fully undressed and kneeling on the floor by my lounger. The warm light of the sun drew out more subtle tones in her skin, making her even more beautiful than before. Her hand was on my thigh. The touch of her fingers was irresistible.
She had soon unbuttoned my blouse and undone my bra. Before I knew it she had her hands on my breasts. It wasn’t the first time somebody had touched me there. Kevin had fondled them before, but he lacked any sensitivity or understanding of how to please me, and I had felt bad all the time, bad about sinning against God. But Alice was different - I felt totally at ease with her. Her fingers ran around gently, circling and touching my breastsfrom all sides. I could almost say she was worshipping them. It was like being in heaven. And heaven could surely not be a sin in God’s eyes.
I felt emboldened to return the pleasure and reached out to touch her breasts, which were dangling before my eyes. They were bigger than mine and seemed like forbidden fruit. My fingers hovered close to them, but I didn’t dare touch. Seeing my hesitation, she took my hands in hers and placed them firmly on her breasts. I began to touch and stroke them and take in their beautiful softness.
Alice’s fingers closed on my chin and drew my face to hers. Our lips met and sparks of pleasure emanated as our lips closed. My soul danced and leapt. Kevin had kissed me too sometimes, but this was something different, something that didn’t even deserve to be called by the same word.
She laid herself on the lounger besides me and we turned to face one another, lying on our sides. She pressed her body against mine. Her breasts squeezed against mine, and her baby bump pushed onto my abdomen, onto the place where my own baby bump ought to be, with a black baby of my own. The warmth and sensuality of her body were intense. I wished I could savor this moment forever.
Before I knew what was happening, she had unhooked my skirt and pulled down my panties. Now, I have a special secret I have never told anybody about. Sometimes before going to sleep at night, while I lie in my bed, I touch myself down there with my fingers. I was wondering if Alice ever did that too, or if I should tell her about it. But before I knew what was happening, she had extended her fingers down there and had already found my secret spot.
The sensation she gave me was much more intense than what I was used to from touching myself. Waves of pleasure rolled from Alice’s fingertips and spread through my body as a pebble makes ripples spread across a still pond. The first few waves were just sensations of happiness and warmth, but as more followed I felt my muscles contract slightly every time. And as wave after wave passed, the small hardly noticeable contractions grew into real spasms that I could no longer hide from Alice. I was moaning and could not control it. I let go and let paradise take control. My body was shaking with pleasure.
Moisture was now welling within my vagina. I felt a huge desire to be penetrated by a huge penis. I had never actually seen a real penis. Only a diagram in my biology textbook at school. At the time I had lain in bed at night, touching the diagram and imagining it was real. But now, even more than then, I desired a real flesh and blood one, deep inside me, and I wanted it now.
“It’s so good, so good,” I whimpered, “it feels so amazing.”.
“You are amazing,” she replied.
At the lips of my vagina, her fingertips pushed in a little way.
“Do you like that?” she asked.
“I like that, I want something there inside me. I want a man’s penis.”
“It will be done,” she replied. “I was watching you before. You like Abdullah. You like my boyfriend because he’s strong and he’s manly and he’s black and because he knows how to treat a women. You want his penis inside you. You want to have a black baby growing inside you just as there is one inside me”
“No, no, he’s your man, I don’t want…,” I protested.
“Yes you do, and so does he, and so do I.”
“But he’s your man … and it’s a sin against God, it’s adultery”
“He fucks me every day, three times a day sometimes. I get more sex than I can ask for. But a man like him, a real man, cannot be happy with one woman alone. It’s not what God wants. God wants women to please and serve their men, and I am pleasing and serving Abdullah by bringing you here for him to enjoy. It would be jealousy to wish to keep him in a cage, and jealousy is a true sin against God. Jealousy is much more a sin than love.”
I’m not sure I really understood her argument, but I felt bad for a moment for having been jealous of her previously. And with her fingers still in my vagina, I was in heaven anyway and there was no need for arguments to make sense.
Suddenly my eyes caught a dark shape flashing through the water. It was Abdullah swimming. He came towards us and stood up in the water. Alice pulled her fingers out of me and sat up beside me. I was still lying where she had been treating me.
“Aah, she really is a beauty,” said Abdullah, “just what I need to relax after a hard day’s work.”
“She’s a bit shy,” said Sophie, “but she’s hot, there’s a sex goddess inside her.”
“I can see that”, he replied, “I love redheads with freckles.”
He raised himself out of the pool with his strong arms, revealing his full nakedness. The sun shone on his dark skin and made the water droplets shine in the sun. His entire body was covered in muscles. His penis was hard and facing upwards, countless veins crisscrossing its surface.
I gasped in shock. I had never seen or imagined anything like it. Alice placed my hands on his huge phallus. The skin seemed soft to touch, but hard underneath. I ran my fingers along the veins.
“Take it into your mouth,” said Alice. I looked at it, and then obeyed her command. I first kissed, then licked and finally sucked the huge warm piece of meat.
He pulled my mouth off his phallus, and laid down on my lounger, grasping me in his strong arms and rolling me on top of him. Alice was now kneeling beside me and helped me sit on top of him, facing him. She was rubbing his phallus with both hands and said, “here girl, lower yourself onto this”.
I raised my body above it and slowly pushed myself down. The huge phallus parted my flesh and it hurt.
“Move up and down gently, you’re doing fine.” she said.
I did as she said and with every movement it went deeper inside.
“Aw God, she’s tight”, proclaimed Abdullah, “I can’t believe it”.
“There you are, don’t stop” said Alice, holding the base of his penis and guiding my hips in a motion that went both up and down and gyrated.
I was determined to take the entire penis inside me. I didn’t want to look like a coward in front of Alice. It hurt. it hurt tremendously. But it was a good hurt and I wanted it to continue.
He again took me in his strong arms and we turned over. Now he was on top of me, my legs wide apart and his penis still deep inside me. He began to push even deeper and I began to realize that although I had taken so much of it already, there was so much of it that hadn’t been inside yet. He pushed a little deeper with every movement of his hips. I felt an orgasm welling up inside me. I screamed and then it happened all at once. Every muscle in my body twitched and I briefly had the sensation of my body disintegrating and coming back together in an instant. At the same time Abdullah stopped pumping. He held still seep inside me and I felt his ejaculation. There was a contraction of his penis and something warm shot deep into me. Another contraction followed and another. I was fertile today and I knew he had not only made me from a girl to a woman, but he had also made me a mother.
We held tight for a few moments and I began to kiss him plentifully. He had given me the most beautiful moment of my life. Slowly he pulled out. I looked down. There was red blood along the shaft of his black penis. My blood. My virginity. A droplet of his white seed still hung from the tip.
10 days later I married Kevin. We had sex for the first time together. Truth be told it was dull and meaningless and I felt practically nothing as Kevin pushed his tiny penis into me. I’m not even sure if he managed to come. But I did a pregnancy test the next day and it showed I was positive. Kevin was so ecstatic about the success that I let him believe it was his.
I still managed to visit Abdullah and Alice a few times after that, even after my baby bump had appeared. I realized Alice and Abdullah had taught me to overcome jealousy. I watched them have sex in the pool or on the loungers or on Abdullah’s couch, and felt only happiness and no jealousy. Sometimes they would let me join in a threesome or sometimes one of them would watch as I made love to the other.
Our volleyball team finally had to stop playing because several further girls were pregnant. All of them had been Alice’s friends.
Several months later, but before Alice could give birth, Abdullah went back to Africa to marry a woman from his own tribe who his father had selected for him, as was their custom. Neither Alice nor I ever heard from him again.
Kevin was angry at first when he discovered my baby was black. I tried to explain to him my lesson about jealousy. He threatened to leave me, but he changed his mind when he saw the cute little black baby sucking milk at my white breasts.
