He wanted to hear all the juicy details and seemed to really get turned on when I described those big, black cocks and heavy, hanging balls. We then s...arted including black men in our fantasies, and he liked it when I sat on his face feeding him his own cum, while saying that I had just been fucked by a black man.Our fantasies continued and even intensified over the next couple of months, and then when it was time for us to plan our next vacation, it wasn’t hard for me to convince Ed to take us. "Congratulations on your Denver show, Brent," Frazier said enthusiastically."Thanks. I didn't hear from David Bailand about a summer show in L.A."He said nothing. I waited."I'll call him," Gary said, finally."No, don't. Because I didn't hear from him, I committed those paintings to Katrina Leonard. If Bailand wants to show my work, it'll have to be in the fall. What's more, I don't want you to chase him for a commitment, and I won't. What's with him anyway, Gary? I mean, I knew he was upset. " I said. He waved negligently and I backed towards the door, then opened it and hurried back down the hall, hurrying back to the slave quarters lest I be beaten.In my dream there had been a rough metal collar around my throat. It was still there as I woke, and so I thought at first that the dream was continuing. But no, it was soon apparent that I was back in my own time, my body still weak but a little more coordinated now.There was a long chain locked to the collar and locked also around the. So that evening we went to a restaurant and had dinner and days passed on and she started to like me.One weekend we were alone in my apartment and I thought this might be it. So i started to move on and I touched her pink cheeks let me tell you friends that she was damn sexy that weekend. And her glossy red lips were looking desperate to be kissed and then i touched her lips and I pulled her on my lap I was sitting on a couch and she sat on my lap and the next moment my lips were on hers and.