A task force in his honor. It was almost like getting an academy award. He did giggle then, thinking about standing at a podium, Nick Saint handing hi... the head of a dead girl as a trophy. Too delicious.He was down in his laboratory, what he called the underground room where he kept his research. His latest case file was open in front of him letting him relive every glorious moment, he was looking at the before and after pictures of his experiment. She had been beautiful, he still felt a twinge. Miriam audibly gasped. The black man's big cock was the biggest and blackest thing that she had ever seen. She figured it was probably two maybe even three times the size of her own husband's penis. "My, God," she thought to herself. "Is it really true what they say about the size of the Negro's manhood?"The woman in the erotic video took the big black cock into her mouth, began cradling his swollen black balls and stroking its full, hard length. It must have been twelve or thirteen inches long. But she had just one reply…I’m not your Narinder…don’t waste your time messaging me..One day I even tried up calling her….but no response.. I was damn sure by now that it was Narinder…why can’t she pick up the phone if she was not Narinder… That day I sent more n more messages. That night I got a call from a landline no.It was Juliet though she did not disclose her name. She was really kind in her speech. Softly she said that she was not Narinder n not 2 message her again.. She said that she. Knots? If you must, multiply knots times one point one five and you get miles per hour, but the little airplane’s airspeed indicator is in knots, so it’s easier just to think in knots.So I’m going ninety knots and I’m headed parallel to a road that runs east and west, and I’m going west at a thousand feet. Easy, right? It is. But remember, I’m in the air, and we have a wind from the south at ten knots. That means that in addition to me going ninety knots in the direction my nose is pointing,.