"How? Why?" Why what?" he asked evasively."Why do you think she's sexy?"He shrugged his shoulders. ”Jesus, I dunno, she just is," he said, sounding ... bit nonplussed. I watched with interest how his eyes focused on a point just in front of him and I realised he was trying to find the right words. "For one thing," he said evenly, pointing at me as he made his explanation, "have you really looked at her?"I shook my head.“Well, take my bloody word for it, she looks pretty fucking good, you know,. It is difficult to resist that smell. The room is dimly lit, with only the light from the rising sun coming through the cracks of her blinds. It sheds just enough light for me to see the absolute beauty that is before me. She is asleep on her side with one arm sprawled over an empty pillow and the other hidden under the sheets. Her left leg is peaking out from the covers as though it is wrapped around something. Its the very typical 'sprawled' look that most women tend to do when they are. I suppose she had already noticed the waiter was approaching our table to collect the plates and had struck her pose in preparation.All the while he was clearing the table, Julie stayed with her legs apart, staring wordlessly at me and the moment he turned and started to walk away she said, “I’m not wearing any underwear you know.”My God, I can still clearly remember the instant sensation in my cock. It didn’t suddenly get hard, no. It was more an intense tingling, like a fiendishly aggressive. I immediately yanked it back as I had to stare down there."Come on; he already told you it won't bite, Summer. Have you ever been with a black guy?" No." I'm pretty sure even though it is big, it still won't hurt to touch it, and he'll certainly like it. Trust me, after you try this once, you'll love it, and be begging to join in on these meetings. I can be your best friend, Summer. I'll be winter to your summer, so what is it going to be? Just have a little fun with Mr. Finn and me here, or I.