Мы шли по аллее не большого парка, редкие фонари тускло освещали нам дорогу. Но нам...этого хватало с лихвой. Я уже не знаю, как далеко мы ушли, но он остановил меня, и мы свернули в заросли кустов. Где мой черный повелитель прижал меня спиной к дереву. Мы стояли лицом к лицу, при тусклом свете фонарей, но я смогла более чем чётко рассмотреть его всего. Он склонился надо мной и поцеловал меня, африканский аромат его тела свел меня с ума. Сколько мы целовались, я не помню. Но когда мы прекратили. I went from, on average, three times a week, to not getting any for about a month. What do you think?"Alexa was still grinning at him. "I think you're horny. Good." She got up off the couch, and sat down on his lap. "Warren, I want you to fuck me." You're serious." You bet your ass. No big romance, no emotional entanglements, just two good friends rutting like rabbits. I'm on the pill, and I know I'm clean, so no worries. Warren, don't I turn you on?"He thought about that one. Alexa was damn. He laughed, “She’s funny that way. Most people who would do that I would call phony, but she’s not. She’s up front about everything. Most of the people at the club don’t know about her other life, and nobody in her other life knows about her club life. Abbie’s more like me in that this IS our life. It’s who we are, and we basically don’t let anyone see us without our makeup and clothes except for our absolute closest friends.”I nodded, “I got that picture from Abbie.”“She said she was in your. "Don't be silly, honey. I don't hate you; I couldn't. Please sit with me." She pointed at the chair opposite hers. The girl sat down, her eyes on the table where her hands rested, one covering the other. They were tanned and petite. They trembled. Angique reached out and took one in hers, rubbing the fingers."Please look at me, Alicia," she said, the words hardly more than breathing. The brown eyes rose to catch hers."It is me who should apologize," Angique went on, slowly massaging the hand..