The guitar shattered, and Heavy Metal Thunder watched as the black man went flying backwards into an unconscious heap on the ground, and the knife fel... out of his hand and into the hot sand, practically burying itself. People who were nearby, began to gather up their belongings and head out of the area. The other two black guys got up, and pulled out weapons of their own, while Heavy Metal Thunder reached into the old army duffle bag for four items he was hoping not to have to use today, but. Out of the blue, a younger black man started chatting with me. He asked my age and I said that I was in my later 40s. He was in his mid-20s and he loved older men, he said. He was just a couple of miles away and said he could come to the hotel room, if I wanted. I saw his photo, and he looked absolutely gorgeous. I said, sure, come on over. Anticipation entered ever pore of my body. A gorgeous six-foot four-inch 20-something black man was going to be over soon, I hoped. You never know. And we set out. We get to the complex get out of the car and head in, ring his buzzer and he releases the front door and we meet him waiting at his door. He says, Hi. All excited that we came. I guess he couldn't wait to lick some pussy. We go in and sit on a couch and he offers a drink. We didn't need anything. So he asked, "So, anything else"? I say, I guess that's it. We can get started. He was sitting in a chair across the room and Tiffany was sitting directly across from him. I reach over. "He told me that you were just a high school sweetheart, nothing more" Melissa replied. Tears formed in Missy's eyes. "I thought..I hoped his player days were behind him" Missy cried. "Looks like he played both of us" Melissa responded. Tears formed in Melissa's eyes too. For a long moment they just looked at each other. The struggle between them had ceased. Suddenly Melissa leaned in and kissed Missy. As she finished the kiss, Melissa felt Missy's hands on her head, pulling her back in for.