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Chapter 19 by Nadir216 Nadir216

Does Allyce go to the club with them anyway? Does she try to beg out? Do they all decide to stay in?

Allyce goes to the club with them

Devon smiled and walked beside her. They followed Booker and Erika who held hands and every now and then Booker would let go and cup her ass. Allyce tried to make small talk. "So Devon, where you from?"

"Trinibogo, it's a small island in the Caribbean."

"What's it like?"

"Very beautiful and undeveloped. Also we are very poor. There are less then 300 people on the island and we are all fisherman. My people contributed to send me here to get an education. Now I work and send money to my family whenever I can."

"I see." There was something very noble about the black man.

They walked a couple blocks from the beach to one of Stony Harbor's night clubs called Poseidon’s. It closed all winter, but opened in May with a big party. Tonight being Friday, a good-sized crowd was gathering here and the main entrance already had a line forming as the bouncers checked IDs.

Booker led them past the line to a back entrance where a giant black bouncer stood guard. The three black men talked a bit and the bouncer stepped aside letting them in. Allyce watched his eyes check out Erika's body as she passed and then he turned his gaze on her and she flushed as she entered the bar.

The club was packed. There were several hundred people, mostly whites in their 20's and 30's, but here and there was a black man. Each black man seemed a head taller then the rest of the crowd and all were muscular, line-backer types. She didn't see many black girls, the few she did spot were light-skinned with groups of whites. The black men were all with white women. Some she recognized as lifeguards. The beach was an entirely different culture then she was used to in rural Pennsylvania.

Booker and Devon went up to the bar to get some drinks. Allyce chatted with Erika while they waited and Allyce noticed a good-looking guy sitting on a stool with some friends checking her out. He smiled at her and she smiled back. His handsome face disappeared as Devon's massive chest blocked her line of vision. The black man held a drink out to her. "What's this?" she asked.

"It's a sex on the beach," he said.

Allyce took it and sipped the sweet drink. "Not bad."

"You ever have sex on the beach?"

"No, I'm just used to beer."

"Well maybe later." The band came on making conversation impossible. Devon leaned down so that his mouth was in her ear. "You want to dance?"

Not with him, but she figured if he was buying the drinks, why the hell not? “Sure, let’s go.”

The four danced for several songs, either Booker or Devon leaving from time to time for refills. Allyce found herself becoming quite drunk and was thankful for all the activity as it helped burn off some of the booze. Mostly, the dancing was hands in the air as the floor was too crowded, but sometimes Devon would grab her hips and pull her into him. His cock would press into her belly each time he did so and it felt huge. It was at least as big as Booker's and each time it touched her she felt her resistance to the idea of interracial sex wavering.

Allyce needed some air and squeezed out of the dance floor. She looked back, Erika was mashed between Booker and Devon. Their arms were in the air holding their drinks to keep from spilling them as people bumped into them. Allyce turned around and found herself standing before the handsome guy who had checked her out earlier. "Hi," he said."

"Hi."

"I'm Jerry."

"Allyce." He was medium build, kind of wiry, with a handsome face. He looked to be in his mid-twenties and probably assumed she was twenty-one.

"You with the black guy?"

"Not really."

"Good. Can I buy you a drink?"

"Sure." Jerry turned around and got the bartender’s attention. He turned back with a beer and a big glass filled with what looked like lemonade. "What's this?" She sipped it, it was good, but strong.

"A margarita. You've never had one?" He had one eyebrow raised.

"Sure," she lied. "It's just I usually drink beer."

Allyce chatted with Jerry, swaying a little on her feet, the margarita not helping her. She decided she liked the good-looking guy. He would be the one she took home tonight.

Does she go home with Jerry? Do Erika and the guys go somewhere? Does Devon come looking for Allyce?

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