The wind on my dick got me partially aroused.I settled down and settled in with a magazine.Much to my surprise a young black girl walked to my area an... layed out her towel. As she was spreading it out she struck up some conversation."Do you mind if I lay next to you?" No, go ahead"She kept looking at me she slid off her shorts and top.She has a perfect body, long lean legs, long hair in braids and a pretty face. Her sking is light.I lamost gasped as she took off her bikini.Her ass is perfect,. I will tell her you said 'Hello' and then we will discuss your latest conquest. Let's hope this one lasts longer than the last one hey?" She's not..." My words were drowned out by a particularly noisy burst of steam. I shrugged defeated. I apologised to Jenny. "Sorry about that, he assumes that every woman I bring here is a liaison. He's just a romantic at heart." That's okay, I rather like the thought myself."Shit. This couldn't carry on. I couldn't see her devastated again. The memory of her. "Hi, Steve, it’s Rick.”“Hi, Rick, what’s up?” Steve says.“I know it’s last minute, but what about today for the meeting? Say four this afternoon?” I ask.“Sounds good, Rick. I’ll see you and Angel then,” he agrees.“Thanks, buddy.”“Master, what was that about? If I may ask?” Angel asks.“You may. It’s about your job interview for this afternoon. I have set up an interview with a friend of mine who owns a bar in Dallas... if you're interested,” I explain.“Oh Master, I don’t know what to say,” she. More, please. Now, please.But John Brownstone's mind was on a single track, and I wasn't it. Not in that moment.Give me a minute.I rolled over on my back, spreading my knees and thighs. My fingers stroked my outer labia. I could smell my arousal, all from a few whacks with a belt. And the daringness of this moment. I kept quiet, knowing he'd eventually look. He turned. His eyes lit up."Are you just going to let this moment slip by?"Did I really say that? Oh God, his eyes changed. Will I get.