You see, I hail from the Republic of Haiti. A country where black folks rule. A beautiful island paradise rife with political and socio-economic probl...ms. This land has produced some of the smartest men and women on the planet. I attended College Notre Dame Du Perpetuel Secours, an all-male Roman Catholic school which raised young Haitian men from good families to become the leaders of tomorrow. At the world-famous University Notre Dame of Haiti, many young Haitian men and young Haitian women. Here I was with the woman I lusted after several weeks ago, accidentally bumping into her in the hall of that seedy hotel, fucking wildly in the morning and all day imagining the unplanned events that later would happen in her room with the “dessert” she was offering me. Sitting with her, eating, she surprised me by spreading her legs, taking my hand and placing it on her jean covered pussy causing my cock to bulge and strain against my jeans which she then began rubbing, leaning against me. “Oh, you are divine,” he said, and she felt like hereally meant it, it wasn’t just sweet talk this time.She knew she had nice tits, enough guys had told her inthe past. Adrianna had even told her, just last night.“Ralph…” she said shyly. “Please lock the door.”“The door is fine,” he said in his hypnotic drone. Hekept talking, but she didn’t really hear what he said.She took another sip of wine. The shit didn’t taste. Trying my best to not show my raging hardon to either my sister or mom I raced down the hall as quickly as possible."Where is that little asshole?!" I stopped hearing my mom shout from the kitchen. " sis, have you seen John? He was supposed to be back last night but I haven't seen him come in yet." Nope." sis replied. She was coddled too much growing up and it showed. She was 20 and didn't have a care in the world. We fought often cause she always got her way, but what can you do about it?"I.