Moore, who was in charge of our section. I had mixed emotions when we walked into the room. I stopped and looked around just inside the door of the me...s hall. There were several people working on the other side of what would be the serving line when meals were being served. They were all male and they were all black.There were four other people in the room. I spotted Mr. Moore. I had talked to him on the phone after I sent in my application. He looked exactly the way I had pictured him. He was. "I am already wet again thinking about it." You respond."Hold on a minute…I have a thought" I say.I jump out of bed, run over to our bags and grab the strap-on and remove the dildo part. I jump back into bed, grab the lube, pour some on the dildo and rub it in, I then straddle you with my dick on your chest and reach back and slide the didlo into your pussy. Your reaction is priceless as your mouth drops open and you gasp. "Take this and fuck your pussy while I work on making that necklace. I think we either had a common agenda or a common frequency, but I do not know which one.It’s like when you talk to a person get to know that he/she also liked same things. It is very important and delightful to just “talk” to the right person. Well, of course I wanted to meet her again and continue from where we left. However, I didn’t want to invade her privacy and we had not exchanged our contact details. What I had done was I planted in her mind that I was free in the evenings and I like to. "What's the matter?" I say. "It can't be that bad."She looks up, but she keeps her finger in the book."You really want to know?" Yeah, I do," I say. I mean it. It's a tragedy when a woman like her looks like this."Lots of things, I guess," she says. "Some of them are stupid--really stupid--and I won't tell you about them. But I'll tell you a few. The bastards are after me again to give my son Ritalin, and I get so sick of fighting. I always win, but why can't they just let the poor kid alone?.