I took a deep breath and closed my eyes before letting it out. Startling my eyes open was the sound of the door into the room opening and through it w...lked the most beautifully chiseled black man I have ever seen carrying a towel and a smile that made me feel safe and warm had I been lost in an unforgiving jungle. “Halo, My dear.” He greeted me in a heavy accent that I could not place. Maybe it was Haitian or African, I wasn’t sure but I was blushing from the thoughts that were running through. It's almost the exact opposite of where I was trying todirect my life. And it's an internal fight to play the part, which iswhat a rising to the surface part of me wants, while at the same time,trying my best to remain a virile male with all the attendantcharacteristics and expectations.As we're going to the corner in an unmarked car, my partner, as isstandard, reminds me of most of what I've been told, "Keep your communit on at all times. Don't get in the car with the john. Stay by. We lay together on my bed still naked whilst enjoying a cigarette, his penis lay on his thigh and I smiled as I thought, even flaccid it was still bigger than my husbands, then I felt guilty, he'd been a good man, a good provider, he'd died after a short illness and left me quite a lot of money not to mention a large house!He knew about my past, about how I'd had a baby when I was fourteen by a black friend, he knew my parent's had made me give him up for adoption and he knew how sad it had. I wanted Albanian pussy, she wanted Serbian dick and that was it, but there was one problem...she has a husband.Days after days we had more serious talk about meeting and achieving our fantasies.She told me she has a plan how to get out from Albania and come to me.She told her husband that she will go with her friends in Italy for a few days, her friend invited her...and that fool belived her!I was so exciting, I couldnt belive this will actualy happen, because I never had sex with some girl.