”“But he must know where you live?”Linda’s face fell. She clearly hadn’t considered that. But Brad saw the chance to put to her the idea tha... had been mulling in his mind over the past hours.“What can I do?” she asked looking so uncertain.“Suppose you weren’t there?”“My parents live too far away, and he knows most of my friends since—” She stopped and shook her head.“Would you come back to my flat? There’s something I need you to do there.”Her face moved from worry to something close to. I greeted a handsome young African man, the blackest I had ever seen. I thought, "Wow he looked like a real muscular God of something." My heart was beating fast as we sat for dinner. We made small talk and I could not get over how hot Zola looked. We finished dinner and my husband said for us to go to the den and he would do the dishes and clean up after dinner. I carried our wine glasses to the den and we sat and sipped wine and started making out. Zola told me how nice I looked and I told. "He smiled at both girls before turning and walking out of the room to the bathroom. He had so much in his bladder it took a while to empty it. He wanted a shower, but settled with wiping off his dick and crotch with a damp washcloth. He used the mouthwash he found on the counter, then with a towel around his waist, went back to the bedroom."My turn," Nikki said, giving Paul a quick hug and kiss as she climbed out of bed and he climbed in."I'm next," Kim shouted to Nikki. To Paul, "And I've got. " She sat down onthe couch with a sense of poise I'd rarely, if ever, seen from her andstarted flipping through a magazine that was sitting on the coffeetable. I was still holding the doorknob."Oh, well, do please, come in and make yourself at home, neighbor," Ifired back and shut the door."Hardy-har-har, Nick; I spend more time in here than you do with thehours you work." She looked great, and the sweater made me realize forthe first time that her usual baggy sweatshirt hid the fact that.