Iwas sure I heard someone laugh when she'd called me miss and thencorrected herself.I've never been pulled over at customs and I've done a fair amount...offlying. But, as that saying goes, there's always a first time. I wascalled over by a customs guy and asked where I was flying from, holidayor business, and for how long I'd been away. He asked me to put myluggage on the metal table separating us and to please open the suitcase.As I did he asked if I was carrying anything for anyone else (no). "She's just trying to make a sale," Fred grinned, "Do you think I have a chance?"Katie slapped her husband's ass that echoed in the small room, "I'm not good enough for you anymore?" Oh no! You're more than I can handle! I could say the same thing about Steve or the car lot guy! What about the Best Buy guy?" That guy was rude. He wouldn't even listen to me!" Katie quietly retorted, "They better have it fixed sooner than later!"Fred laughed at her as he mocked his wife, "You didn't get your way. "I have itall under control. Since you're wearing my body, it's only fair I get totry on yours. I'll cover for you."My heart sank and I felt mad at my girlfriend. "You've planned this allalong, haven't you?" I snarled, accusingly."Not completely" Simone started to unwind the towel from her body. "I'dhoped to persuade you, but when the opportunity came along, I thought I'dtake it. Anyway, you're having fun in my body, aren't you?" Yeah, but--" Well, you get an extra day to play with it. You've. I wanted to punish that sexy Black male ass of his for being so damn tempting. In spite of myself, I find myself attracted to these Black guys on a daily basis. Except now I just want to bend them over and stuff my dildo up their asses. I don't want to kiss them. I don't want to fall in love with them. I don't want their dicks in my mouth, pussy or asshole. Even though I damn well remember how wonderful it all felt, once upon a time. With a song in my heart I continued working my dildo deep.