" Wasn't she supposed to meet me here?" No worries. She will. We're sort of on porn time here. Things start late."One of the guys, still naked, though...not erect, came by the table and picked up a half eaten slice of pizza."You having fun there Rudy?" Shit ... I was going to go for a motorcycle ride out to Malibu after the shoot. No way, that's going to happen."He looked up at me, clearly trying to figure out what I was doing there."Uh Rudy, this is Charley. He's here to meet Audrey." Lucky. Putting on one of my slut dresses, makeup and pumps. Sliding up my long thick thighs my red thigh high stockings. I headed on down the block to Slut Sugar. Once I arrived I had plenty of takers to buy my black ass a drink. It's crazy how you can be teased and picked on school for having black mocha skin. Big tits, big middle and big ass. But once you become grown a woman that's what men love about you. Now once I arrived into a club/bar, all eyes was on me. As Jimmy the bartender poured me my. I reach for the nightgown that he had bought me. I plan to make dinner. But all I can do is hold the gown against my barely beating heart. It should cease. I love him. I am nothing without him. Nothing. I stand here for a moment. I shall skip dinner. All I want is a drink: Something, anything to numb the pain. I walk down the stairs with a death grip on the gown and into the kitchen. Slowly, I open the refrigerator. The cool air feels so welcoming. I look around and fumble through the bottles:. I wouldn't say you would call me a drinker, all I have is the odd glass of wine with my food, or a cognac late at night whilst sat by the fire reading a book. If I have guests over I will have a couple of single malts to be sociable, but that is about that.I sat at the poker table and listened to the instructions on how to play the game, most of which didn't sink in, as my attention was drawn towards the kitchen area. My seat allowed me to look directly down the hall into the kitchen, where I.