He told me that he liked the way I was licking under his balls but he knew I was avoiding his ass hole and that wasn't good. He said I need to embrace...the full black body, then he turned around and knelt at the edge of the couch, with his knees spread and his cock and balls hanging down. He then said, lick my ass hole faggot and do it good. In my head I said Oh My God! I CAN'T do that! But my body knew that I needed to do it quickly, so I leaned in and licked under his balls and let my tongue. They were duly sympathetic about my plight and commiserated with me about being stuck in some god-forsaken village all this time. I said little, merely smiling and nodding acquiescence. Negotiations were quite far advanced and Colin was doing fine. Nobody thought it odd that I contributed little. In truth it all seemed a little unreal. It was an important contract and one that would secure our financial security for quite some time. Last week I would have been - I was - all fired up about it,. I asked for a minute of her time, and she grabbed my hand and pulled me into the lobby.“What is on your mind, mí amor?” she asked.I took a breath and told her.“Have you heard what happened in San Elizario today?”When Anna shook her head, I told her about Howard shooting Cardis. She was shocked and saddened by the violence, even though she had little or no respect for anyone involved. I agreed and made my next point.“I don’t think that’s the end of things by a long shot. Howard has managed to. She’d experienced nothing of Arcadian life, and virtually nothing of life within the palace. The only locations she’d visited during her visits were The Hall of The Gate, Leda’s extravagant suite, and the guest accommodation between. The palace grounds were nothing but a blurred remembrance. So it all came down to this: Young-Rebecca in her various iterations must come to regard Leda as the loathsome dictator that Rebecca had thwarted 20 years ago, insuring continuity of the timeline..