"What's your name, sweetheart?" Al asked.Doing a poor job of hiding the fear in my voice, I simply said, "Mark."Al gently pulled the covers back ignor...ng my feeble efforts to hold on to them. I was completely exposed and at that moment I wished so much that I hadn't chosen such a feminine gown."You look nice sweetheart but that name Mark just doesn't fit. We need to call you something else like ... maybe ... Linda. That's it. We'll call you Linda." He began to gently rub my arm. I wanted to. Instinctively I moved my body closer to his, my butt now rubbing against the bulge in his pants. Continuing to massage my cock through my clothing during the subway ride, this stranger could now feel my entire eight inches of hard meat.Suddenly, he started poking my asshole through the fabric, sending electric vibes through my body. I could not help but let out a moan. I could not believe how good this black man was making me feel. I wanted to stay all night in the subway with him behind me…He. Their adult nephew, Fabian Pockette, and his wife, Parvati, had been staying with the couple for several months now, for Fabian’s work. It was not difficult for Tessa to admit how much she liked Fabian. He was a gorgeous man, tall and broad shouldered, with sun touched skin and dark, liquid eyes. He had a quick, charming smile that made her heart jump every time he looked at her, which was often. He was strong, intelligent, interesting, kind ... not that Alec lacked any of these qualities.. No, not a her, not yet anyway.He turned to see Simon standing in the doorway, "No need to check, you're more beautiful than ever." My hair is a mess."Simon walked over to Dan. "No, it isn't. It's lovely." He put an arm around him and ran his hand lightly down Dan's spine. Dan could feel the now familiar need growing in him. He IS handsome, he thought.Slightly reluctantly he pulled away, "you're going to be late for work. I've get your clothes for you." Dan pulled a smart suit out of Simon's.