‘Apartment twelve, top floor.’ I nodded. ‘Did you enjoy your meal tonight?’ I said. ‘Very much. It was delicious. I mean, I’ve used the sa...e ingredients for cooking, well, except the wine, and mine tasted so different.’ ‘You like cooking?’ ‘Yes, I do, but I rarely bother to do much for myself.’ There was a silence, then she turned to me. ‘Saturday?’ she said, her voice hesitant. ‘What about Saturday?’ ‘Are you working?’ I laughed. ‘No classes on a Saturday, thank goodness.’ And not many classes. At least she did when I used the strap on, on her.”“Jesus you two really are fuck buddies aren’t you”“Shut up and use me before we run out of water.”So you did. You slid your dick right into her tight asshole. Her pussy was tight but her ass was tighter. You knew you would come sooner than later. You grabbed her hair and pulled as she worked her hips on your throbbing dick. She screamed in delight as you pushed her face into the wall and came as hard as you had the night before. You two. We touched glasses: her ice tea and my JD up. She knew I was still feeling down especially on a day like this one. She’d never met Rozelle, but she knew what it was like to lose someone. She’d lost her dad to war when she was little: that was twenty-six years gone. It was something that she’d never forget either even though she’d barely had a chance to even see his face: she’d been but five years old at the time.It was late afternoon, and it was Sunday. They pulled up in a local cab and came. People like her didn’t like people getting close to them. She wondered if she had friends at all. That wasn’t her business. She thought she would have to wait for Erica. Maybe she was going to make a ‘royal entrance’. Then, it dawned on her. She had been coming up with different conjectures about this lady. She felt it was high time she stopped it and get to know the lady one on one. ‘Hello,’ Erica smiled at her. She was taken aback. So she could smile. And it was a dazzling smile at that. She.