She could falsely accuse him of assault and have him locked up since the police believed everything women said as gospel. Leroy should have stayed awa... from her. Like most straight men, he wasn’t too bright when it came to seeing women for what they were. I’m gay. I don’t lust after women so my judgment isn’t clouded when I’m dealing with them. They can’t tell me two plus two equaled five, the way they could with straight men. I ran from campus, all the way to my apartment on Emerald Street, a. I guess they had resolved their little tiff now. I took their coffee up to their room and knocked and waited to be allowed in. She was half laying and half sitting in bed with the sheet only just covering her nipples. She looked so hot and sexy and as I placed their coffee on the night stand she thanked me for last night. I bent down to kiss her and I could taste cum from her lips, her hand was holding the sheet to her chest but I could still see a lot of naked breast. I waited downstairs. “Not this time, lovely. Please come out and play?” I turn in his arms to face him and meet his gaze. He smiles warmly, sweetly at me, before giving into the passionate hunger he feels. And he’s determined to bring it out in me. I give a small smile at the thought. The challenge is half the fun for him. No one else finds it worth the effort. He bends down, and I rise up on my toes to meet his lips. He moans as our tongues glide over each other. A moan escapes my lips as he nips them, the sharp. I couldn't see anything and I wasn't trying too. I heard him opening a door and I could smell a very fresh and clean room. I was sure we were in a hotel room. He uncovered my eyes and I saw this room all set up with bottles of wine, some chocolates, oils and a flower. I was kind of disappointed in not seeing someone else there to be honest but I thought at least we could have a romantic night for ourselves out of home. He opened a bottle of wine and we started drinking and talking about life.