.only to have a dying voice in my head say "you dorealize he'll think you're flirting with him." He planted a quick kiss onmy cheek. Nothing rude, I w...s in front of others including my motherafter all, and he looked at me, smiling, clearly thinking that I lookedbeautiful.Perhaps he had a crush on me. We awkwardly stared at each othera moment too long, before Sarah said "Okay then...who else is coming?"Just then the doorbell rang. More guests.There were more guests then I ever had friends as a. I had never in my life felt like such a slut and a whore and right then, it was the best feeling I ever had. I couldn't wait for him to use me like he said he would and I was sure that he would never hear a peep out of me about it. Except when I'm telling him, "Fuck my nigger pussy and fill me up with his hot, white seed!" It was about 2 hours after he first started fucking me and he still hadn't cum. I had cum so many times that I wasn't sure that I even had anymore left inside of me and was. We walked to the curved wood staircase and he led us up the steps to the second floor, down a hallway to an unmarked door. Bradley pulled a key from his pocket and unlocked the door. He nudged me just inside the room, closing and locking the door behind himself. From the big bank of windows on the far wall and the door to the balcony, the moon and stars gave off a natural soft light in the room. Before I knew it, I was wrapped in Bradleys’ strong arms. In his deep sexy voice Bradley said,. If she wanted to talk to me she knew where to find me. We did, however, share a couple of text messages. Saturday eventually arrived. I was like a cat in a dog’s home; I could not relax all day. Our meeting time was getting closer. I showered. As I dressed I sprayed on my favourite cologne, not too much though, put on a light blue shirt and cream pair of chinos. I headed off to Rachel’s. I arrived at Rachel’s, knocked at the door and waited. Rachel opened the door wearing a white silk blouse.