"Meet up in the middle in about anhour?" Alan and I nodded in agreement, said our goodbyes and headed overto Forever 21.Alan and I spent ages looking ...hrough all the dresses and clothes tryingto decide on what would be suitable for my birthday meal on Saturday.Eventually after trying on about a dozen dresses I decided on a cutelittle black dress, a little clich? I know but you can never go wrongwith a LBD. I also purchased a few new bras and panties along with acouple of tights and a new bottle. We have deal.”“I knew you were a wise man. Prove to be a loyal friend, and I will fight like this for you.”“I hope we friends now.”“I have one more condition for our deal.”“You rob us blind. What more?”“Takashi-san needs to stay in Canada until Ito’s trial is over. I want her to stay longer. I want her to be our liaison.”“What laisn?”“My contact with the research team. Takashi-san works between the research team and me.”“Deal. No more.”“Yes, more. We are friends now. I can tell you about other. However, there are more than a few occasions I know of that would change their minds. Nick and I had been together for a little over three months, and we couldn't keep our hands off of each other. He had the broad shoulders of a linebacker and huge, strong arms he loved to wrap me in. He was the most beautiful shade of ebony, and I loved seeing his muscles ripple under his skin whenever he moved. As for me, I had long, soft auburn hair he loved to play with, green eyes and skin the color of. I was drinking my steaming espresso in the corner of the bar with my eyes still blurry with sleep. It escaped my memory if I had already added the coarse brown sugar already. I was hesitant to repeat that step because “too sweet” was just as annoying as no sugar at all. A tentative sip confirmed everything was in order.I had been on the wagon for a couple of months then. My often abused body felt well rested, except for the wear and tear on my well-exercised dick from my bar-girl.