It was obvious to Edward that she was interested. He asked, “Are you a good cocksucker, Kate?” “Yeah, right.” It introduction of sarcasm was ...oted. Edward was not in the mood for games. “We both know you want to suck my dick. Don’t deny it.” He had not seen Kate look serious before and could not be sure it was authentic. Wheels were turning in her pretty blonde head. The stereotypical degrading remarks for blondes came to mind but Edward kept them to himself. Red lips pouted an objection,. I walked up onto his porch and rang the doorbell. He answered quickly wearing his khakis and polo from earlier. He invited me in, and we shared some small talk as he walked to the basement stairs. He indicated that I should go down, so I did with him following. It was a little musky, dimly lit. He indicated to the door on the right at the bottom of the stairs. As we walked in and turned on the lights, I saw that it wasn't really a massage room. It was just a wood panelled room with a bed. Arab smiled at me and asked me to come near him. I brought in all the courage that I had and went boldly to him and stood next to him. He offered me a glass of whisky, which I refused and stood by him. He must have been about 50 to 60yrs old from his looks, as he was sitting I could not judge his height. But he seemed quite strong by the look of his hands. He was dressed in his Arab attire. He rotated the chair and faced me. He extended his hands and called me nearer to him. His hands and palms. . would cost me my kids." Jenny, we all have our secrets." Miriam whispered into her ear. "Alec and I were even once charged with subversion against the United States." The black woman turned to look into her eyes. "Alec was charged and held for a bombing at a recruiting center." Jenny pulled away a bit to better focus. "It was Vietnam, and the center was closed for Thanksgiving." Miriam adjusted the tubes stemming from her oxygen concentrator. "Alec was in pre-law. He never had the ability to.