The ladies and men from those regions of the world are the sexiest. And she beats them all, hands down. I think I have found the perfect Black woman. ...nd her name is Gina Renaud. With a smile on my face, I went to my Ethics class. I sat through class, listening to Professor Jean-Marc Delvar drone on and on about the importance of Ethics in law enforcement. Personally, I’ve rarely met truly ethical cops. Most of them were biased one way or the other. If they’re not racially biased then they’re. He flung the stunned Sara back on the mattress then, leaning his body across her, pulled her arms above her and used the slack from the belt to tie her arms above her head and to the headboard of her bed. As he stepped back Sara again tried to twist to escape off the bed. Cursing, John grabbed her, pinning her down to the bed, her face into the mattress john leaned down to her ear and hissed, "Stop struggling Sara. You are tied up, no one will hear you and if you keep trying to roll off the bed. You sit on the couch and motion for me to come over. I slowly walk over, pulling my T-shirt down as far as I can to cover my pale bottom. I stand before you."Over my knee, now." Your voice is cold and demanding.I step next to you and lay across your lap. I can hear you arranging the belt, getting ready for the first blow. The metal buckle is clinging around, and it makes me even more nervous. Before you take the first swat, you run your hand across my bottom, lifting my shirt and leaving me. They clapped. He folded the cards back into one.“Now sit down on the bed, my dear, and relax,” George instructed me. I obeyed, puzzled. What the hell was on those cards. I found out immediately. He placed the cards face down on his hand.“I want you to take the top card, place it within six inches of your eyes and stare at it hard for ten seconds, then place it on the bed beside you face up. I will count down the seconds. First, though, you must empty your mind of everything. Everything. Close.