.......Rosa agreed and we were finally left alone. We talked for about another hour and a half and decided to call it the night.......we walked across...the street to grab a coffee so we could sober up....In the coffee shop the lights were much brighter than in the bar there I had a better look at Rosa, man was she plump, her tits are so huge I could tell that they were full of meat not the ones that sag down, hers look like they stick up and in front. I could not take my eyes off her breasts,. ’ He finished as he walked out the door. TRX was a newer firm, only in business five years. The architect was Terrance Riggs, a thirty-year-old African American originally from Oklahoma City. Looking across the desk at Michael, Terrance thought he looked very familiar. ‘Have we met before,’ he asked Michael looking over the resume again, ‘you seem so familiar, Dane, your not related to Adolph Dane are you?’ Asked Terrance. ‘Yes, Adolph was my grandfather,’ answered Michael, somewhat surprised. She then turned over and exposed her beautiful entire body to me. She then reached over and grabed my cock thru my pants. I then started rubbing her tits and massaging them with oil, she then opened her legs and pushed my hand to her pussy, she told me she wanted me to shave her, as she pulled my cock out of my pants. I said I would look to see if I could find a razor, when I turned around to look for the razor I saw in the top drawer a razor and some cream. I turned back around she told me to. As I sat there eating and drinking a beer, I began to wonder if Colleen had really gone shopping, or could she be meeting Bill somewhere? Suddenly it came to me that I was facing a whole new realm of conscious thought. It had never occurred to me before that Colleen would be capable of such a thing because she was so dogmatic about her code of morality. After last night, however, I had my doubts that she could refuse someone like Bill. I wondered how far she might have gone with Bill had I not.