I was about a mile away. I said yea right show me a pic, she sends a pic of her by my hotel. I've never driven so fast in my life. I got to the hotel ...t 8 on the dot. She laughs. I ordered wine, we chilled for a minute. She told me she's always been attracted to black men and that she's never had the courage to fuck one, she did mention the fact that she sucked her best friend's brother's dick in college. Her best friend Michelle was a black girl from Harlem at the time. I told her I spotted. “Skirt off, skirt off, skirt off…” a few of the men began to chant. The mood in the room had turned to a room of braying men in a very short period of time. The palms of hands were beating on the table top. Rachel looked down at Mr Jones who, with upturned palms gave her an expression of ‘well what do you want me to do about it?’There was only one thing she could do. He hands slipped behind her back as she fumbled for the buttons that held her skirt up. And with a tug on the zip her skirt began. I saw his eyes dart down. Twice. " hey shari." he said smiling.I smiled and asked " hey nathan. how are you getting home?" " train. How about yourself?" train too. I was hoping we could go together. I was scared of walking through freo at night" don't worry, I'll keep you safe" he said with a smile. We set off toward the train station making light conversation. When we got to the train station we noticed the train only had three people in it. We sat next to each other away from everyone else.. " In your dreams asshole," Cyndi said, "You took advantage of me that night and got away with it, but it isn't ever going to happen again."Jerry smiled at her and took the pictures out of his pocket and handed her one, "I'm going to take advantage of you again, and again, and again. That is, unless you don't care if Rob sees these pictures. He will just come to work one day and find them sitting on his desk."Cyndi was silent for several moments and then she stepped back and let Jerry in. Five.