The woman stands before him, a smile spread across her face and not a drop of blood is anywhere on her. Holding back his question about it, he asks a ...ifferent one. “Just who the hell are you?”“Right now your friend,” she answers still smiling.There is something about her eyes that is alluring to the agent. It is as if she isn’t some vicious Goji, but a normal, beautiful woman standing before him. Shaking his head clear of the thoughts, he says, “From the looks of things, I’d say so.” This. Knowing his family is gathering in the restaurant for a dinner in Kyle’s honor, we feel a slight pressure for time, but even more than that is an urgent need to get each other off now. Not after some kissing and touching…NOW. I sit down on the bed and grab Kyle’s hands, pulling him down with me as I recline back and spread my legs on either side of him. Foreplay be damned…I just want him inside me immediately. Kyle knows my moods, and he knows what I need. Bracing himself on one elbow, he uses. Knowing what was going off behind my back left me a little peeved to say. However, on arrival I was unable to get into my Hotel room as it had been booked out over the week-end, so I decided to have a couple of beers at the hotel disco and sleep in the car as it was a warm night. “Hello you” I heard a voice come from somewhere behind me, I turned and saw a young lady I knew as Janet. She had come to the town to be close to her cousin and was temping as one of my cleaners. The look on my face. Dubois University has produced senators, congressmen, business leaders and maybe someday a president or two. Personally, I came for all the handsome black studs. I’m not going to lie. I aim to get myself a husband at this school, on top of my master’s degree in business administration. Demographically, the place was promising. Fifty one percent of the student population was male, which just made dating a lot easier for us young black ladies. It’s hard to find a good-looking, educated, single.