‘Actually, that was my wife. Why?’ ‘Forget about tonight,’ Benjamin told Patrick. ‘I don’t fuck married guys.’ Patrick stood there in st...nned silence as Benjamin walked away. Who said anything about fucking? I’m straight. A bit unnerved from the encounter, Patrick descended into the subway station. The subway trip passed quickly. Soon he was at the 14th Street entrance to the High Line. Patrick walked through the elevated park and admired the greenery. The city had done a great job turning. The lipstick, my proudest touch, was also fuchsia.Mistress K appeared before me. She is Black and wears her hair natural,shaved down on the sides, about an inch long on top. Around her slenderneck was a leather choker and her bare shoulders were smooth andinviting. I was not ever allowed to see her modest breasts which, atthat moment, were covered by charcoal grey, stretchy material. Her darkeyes, arched brows, high cheekbones, and full lips mesmerized me. Imentally compared her to Rayna,. She nervously put another couple of pads on Simon's legs all the while starring at his cock. The pads actually were useless. They did nothing to help except let Zoe stare for a few more moments.'Well, some of these results are a lot bigger than I expected,' Zoe felt for sure as though Simon must be able to see her wetness through her uniform 'I think more tests are going to need to be performed but we'll have to get off the showground first'.'whatever you think is best' Simon said and his cock. And do you think that a relationship like that would be something that you might want to consider in the future?”That was a question that Bailey took a much longer moment to reflect on before answering. Her relationships with men really hadn’t gone well since moving to Cincinnati. In fact, the furthest one had even gone had been a night she and Andy Travis had wound up on the couch in his apartment after putting away perhaps one too many beers after work. They had made out for a while and.