You know what I'm talking about! Sponsors, take a walk around the school. Go into the classrooms. Take a test-drive or two or simply handle the wares....Choose one or maybe two concubines. All sponsors are excused from classes for the rest of the day. Teachers ... let me remind you, the sale block is big enough for the older set. I know I have a teacher or two in mind to accompany me on my grand adventure to space. Sponsors ... happy hunting! Concubine candidates ... good luck!"I turned the. After spending there about twenty minutes, my sweet Anita had not come back yet. I started wondering what was going on in there.I looked again at the only car parked there and then I recognized it.Ana’s office mate Sam was there too. It was his car parked there close to mine. He was a handsome black guy, younger than both Ana and me. But worst of all, my wife had told me sometimes she had sex fantasies with this guy…I started wondering if he was telling right now to my wife:“Babe, why don't you. Tell me, what do you think about when you masturbate? Or do you have a girlfriend who helps you out?” She sipped her drink and had a suggestive grin on her face.“No, I’m single. I don’t know. Loads of stuff I guess.”“What? No girlfriend? Why not?”“I don’t know. Girls around my age are coy and timid. They just aren’t really my type?”“What is your type?” That same grin crossed her face.“I guess, a strong girl who has no issue either taking what she wants or making it hers. You know?”“I do, I. ‘Charles?’ she gasped at last, her jaw slack with disbelief. His eyes left her face and traveled up and down her body. She felt the touch of his gaze like a whisper on her skin. His eyes were like the ocean, just as she remembered. ‘Monica Stewart,’ he said. His expression was unreadable. ‘I think you’ve lost.’ He pulled a blue flag from his pocket and waved it at her. The dimple appeared again. ‘If you want to win, I’m open to negotiations…over dinner, of course.’ She could hardly speak as she.