I heard about that. Still, words should not have been enough to make them break their oath. There were good, loyal men..." That's just the thing, my l...rd. It's the only reason I let them take the boats..." You let her use the boats?" roared Ramad. He sighed again, defeated."... she didn't ask them to break their oath. The men left of their own will, and they'll be returning as soon as they've finished."A beat passed. Ramad said, "Now I know even less what to think." She did tell me one thing. She removes the comforter lying on top of them both. He is there; exposed to nature and all those present. Her breasts are exposed to the cool nip of the night air. Her nipples harden. She realizes her nipples are not hard from the night air, but rather from the feelings beginning to intensify inside her. She gently spreads his thighs and positions herself between them. She caresses his thighs as she kisses her way up from his ankles to his groin. As she approaches his groin, he. .. are you a hooker?" Albert had to ask.Caramella hated the question. She was not a hooker, for the fact that she would have sex with any black guy free of charge."No. No I am not. Hey do you know what a one night stand is?" Caramella asked him back."You ... you ... you want to do it with me," Albert said."Yes. I need a black guy to take control over me," Caramella whimpered.Albert had a wicked smile on his face. Unlike his more cooler and popular friends he never got laid. Not even by a white. Damned if I didn’t fall into a pile of empty food cans. I don’t know if they were simply discarded at a convenient place or if they were there to act as an alarm, but there was no silencing the rattle they made as I fell into them.There were five men gathered around a fire they had built on the concrete floor, and they reacted immediately to the noise I made. All five jumped up, and two of them began to shoot at us with what sounded like 9mm automatics firing parabellum rounds.Well, Nancy was.