We had a good time, and after that, I took her to the Blair shopping center’s food court for pizzas and drinks. We sat down, talked, ate, and got to...know each other a bit better. There are stereotypes affiliated with every race, culture and group, and as a big and tall young black man in Canada, I know this better than anyone. Halima Khan definitely defied my expectations. I thought of Somali women, being Muslim and all, as repressed when it comes to sexual matters. Well, that wasn’t the case. " From you I need no more than that."The genii looked at me askance. "As you have asked so it has been done.I am free and I have no requirement to do your bidding. But I wish toreward you nonetheless. Even with all that thou hast, surely there mustbe something your heart desires."I looked at the genii and I saw tears rolling down his cheeks. I couldnot leave him feeling unwanted and unloved. Not appreciated for thegreat offer that he made me. It would be most ungracious not to acceptsome. By then though, Josh had moved onto the next photograph, and when Rosesaw it she knew it was the contentious one, for she found herself letout a little gasp and then rapidly redraw air.It was a close up of Rachel, somewhat in silhouette, gazing off atobject unknown, with both the light and the wind having influence onher hair. She looked more beautiful than perhaps Rose had let herselfremember."Well that?s a bit gratuitous isn?t it?" Josh made comment on thephoto. "You?re so much prettier than. "I want you to FUCK ME!"Mark stands up. He grabs one tit firmly with one hand and his erect cock with the other. He plays with her breasts, kisses her with her juices on his mouth, and strokes his cock against her opening. He bangs the tip of his shaft against her clit and whispers, "You want me to fuck you?" Yes," Andrea cries in a whisper.Without a word, Mark lets go of his cock. In one swift movement, he opens the bedroom door and pushes Andrea out into the living room. The conversation.