I knew that Tim’s prose could wring emotion out of the stoniest cynic, all he needed was a voice giving him confidence. I was that voice. There is a...lot of me in all of the female characters that Tim writes about. It is no accident that all of his books have been dedicated to me. Tim’s last book ‘The Tattooed Soul’ had been the breakthrough both of us had been hoping for. It broke big time. Page one of the New York Times Book Review, a movie deal and a raft of interviews that had us completely. I think I can bluff my way through that. I'm meant to be hanging out withthe girls tomorrow, but I think we cancel that. And...oh!"Jess's hand shot to her mouth, in a gesture that I couldn't help but feelmade me look particularly feminine."What?" On Wednesday I have a date with Dan!" Oh, god."I rolled my eyes. My sister had had a few boyfriends over the year, butDan was the worst. He wasn't even her boyfriend, but you wouldn't knowthat by how much she talked about him. They'd been on maybe two. You almost stammered your reply - “Yes” then added “please”, agreeing your place in the hierarchy with that single word. “Let’s go to my hotel, just down the street” he said. You both abandoned the coffees, and you followed him out of the restaurant. A hotel, so he wasn’t local, this would be a one-off sex encounter with a dominant guy, who you would probably never meet again.You walked with him a short distance to his hotel, He pressed the button for the eighth floor, you feeling very nervous. He caught me staring at his dick in the shower a few times, and one night he came back to our room, a little drunk, and offered his dick to me. But only once and only if I promised never to tell anyone about it. I promised and then got down on my knees to worship Jamal's big black monster dick. I put it in my mouth when he was still soft and I felt it get big and hard as I licked and kissed it. If you've never felt a huge dick get big and hard before, I urge you to do it. Doesn't matter if.