I genuinely feltrelaxed - either by his words or by Miss Stevens' medication finallykicking in - which surprised me given the situation we'd just been...in. Ifelt like I'd sweated more from nerves than working out so far."Okay," I nodded, smiling back at Marcus. Happiness began to seep into mymind, but it was followed by shame - how many well-meaning, decent blackpeople like Marcus were out in the world that I'd treated dreadfully? I'dbeen so full of hate and rage against them for so long, ever. You may need to send someone to come get the car. I’m going to put you on speaker phone so you can hear what I’m telling him,” I say to her.“Oh, Mr. Driver, please pull the car over, right here,” which he does.“Mr. Driver, I hate to tell you this, but you are being let go, right now. Please leave the keys in the ignition and get out. You can Uber home or take a ‘shuttle’,” I say. He gets out but he doesn’t want to give me the keys. “Paula, please let this guy know who I am and his options. I held my penis and rubbed it on her vaginal opening, up and down, up and down. She was sweating and panting. I put my arm behind her and held her tight as i pushed myself inside her, I plunged deep inside her and felt the velvety wetness engulf my manhood.Sudha was moaning and in a trance. slowly i started moving inside her, I would pull out and then plunge deep into her till i hit her cervix, she would give a low cry each and every time i entered. After some time i changed my position and. Difficult, but we got through it together.”“Are we still going shopping for swimsuits?” I asked.“Your wish is my command,” he said to me.I offered my arm, and we left together. I didn’t ask where we were going, but when he pulled into the Manhattan Town Center, I realized where we were going.Richards father hated taking me shopping, but his son, with my arm in his opened the heavy glass door to Victoria’s secret and followed me in.We were approached by a tall black woman who made me look flat.