I was stunned when the director of the Mint asked if we could open a branch in Philadelphia. Too many banks had closed, causing people to distrust the...remaining banks.Hoping to catch him before they left for home, I rushed to the telegraph office and sent a telegram to Mr. Franklin at the hotel where they were staying. I figured the wives would insist on a night out on the town to celebrate. His reply arrived via messenger three hours later. They would leave tomorrow morning and be here in five. Both of us touching one another. Fingers slipping in, and out of holes that were moist enough for such activity. Over the past few weeks we had really become best friends. Of course she was in charge, but that didn't mean what I had to say didn't matter. Perhaps a few of you have forgotten what real intimacy means. The pure connection one human being can have to another. Honestly I was in love with this big black bitch."Do you love me?" I asked her."Of course I do Eddie." She told me."Then that. The walk-in shower will be used for fucking, as well as the spacious kitchen and probably the sofa as well. Every inch of this room will be used for fucking. But fucking is not on your mind right now; you’re too tired. You walk into the bedroom and lay down on your bed. “Not so fast!” Danielle says. You look up to see her standing in front of the bed as she pulls her shirt over her head. Your cock twitches at the sight of Danielle in pants and bra, but you really don’t feel like having sex.. " Was it really me being a bastard? Naw, we were playing a little BDSM. It would become our thing. I would use it to wean her away from the darker sides of S&M to a lighter side that had no psychological repercussions."I ... I met Compton last night." A moment later she added, "Late last night." And?" We ... we went to a motel..."WHACK!After that, she confessed in a steady stream, naming the motel, recounting the events in vulgar detail as I spanked her ass mercilessly. In the end, she was.