Sam sat down onto the edge of the bed, next to the free standing mirror.He pulled the towel from his head, rubbing at his long hair a few times.Sam kn...w that he couldn?t set foot outside his room without lookinganything less than immaculate. This meant that in addition to shavinghis body, he would also need to apply his own make-up, and style hishair. Sam took a plain black hair band and collected up his blondehair, pulling it through into a pony tail. He had decided to start withhis. But like I said before, I’d always had a strong attraction to black men, but how to get started? I consider myself incredibly lucky in that respect, because my husband had taken it upon himself to find “dates” for me, men that fit me like a glove (or perhaps it’s the other way around!).It so happened that my birthday came around and I am one of those women that really could do without them altogether. I know that some people really get into the spirit of the celebration, but I find it’s mostly. “My Que….”The riding crop exclaimed with a sharp crack as it contacted the right side of his bottom!He tensed up, and stifled a yelp in his throat. Just as he swallowed he felt the crop land on the left side. His head still raised, he remained silent.“You were about to question if I were still here, were you not?” The queen asked in a smooth and low voice.“I was.”SWACK! The crop landed firmly again.“How are you to address me?!” The queen commanded in the same sultry voice.“My queen.”SWACK!. ”“But I really don’t care if Steve goes out and gets a lap dance tonight, and the girl makes him come in his pants. I don’t even really care if she takes him in the VIP room and blows him,” she said.“So anyway,” Riley picked up the story, sitting on the other side of Caitlin. “Knowing that Steve would be out late with his buddies, and wanting to keep the tradition of not spending the night before the wedding together, Caitlin asked if she could spend tonight with me, and we kind of hinted and.