Thursday - February 23, 2006nnAuthors note: The root of this story is in Chapter 01 - Blondes in pursuit of black guys. This is the Twelfth Day of a fourteen-day vacation where fantasy has become reality. It is taking place on the island of Jamaica. What else do the stars have for me the remaining days here in paradise? If you have already read previous chapters, then you have a hint.nnIt begins:nnI sleep in. It is 11:00 AM when I finally awake.nnI go to the lower level of our bungalow and see my friends munching on food.nn"Amy, I forgot to mention that Frank and Ann would like us to have lunch today with them."nn"Oh ok, I have no plans."nnJenn asks, "What is it with them? They ask for you guys so much."nnI turn my robe-covered ass to her, slap it and say, "They can not get enough of our white tails that's all."nn"Say by the way how did your day go yesterday?"nnStace opens her mouth, "My God Heather, I had the best fuck of my life by a black stranger. Jenn and I asked Trudy for a Dungeon special. We mentioned that playing around should include to be done by someone will never see or know. You know one of those things you can carry around for the rest of your life with pleasant memories. He may have been ugly as sin, but I have not seen any ugly guys here, so I am okay that a reasonably good-looking black guy got a taste of me and enjoyed his trip. I wonder how Trudy selects the guys.