”Oprah grinned and said I sounded like a catch, and the crowd made appreciative noises when my picture popped up on the screen.A month later, a fast...food type Chinese restaurant opened to immediate success.Then a lady walked into the store and asked me for a moment of my time to present me with an opportunity. She was tall, well developed, her hair cut extremely short with a small part on the side. Her large dark eyes were expressive over a cute little nose and small mouth full of gleaning. I was going home. It had been more than a year since I moved to New York City and I was looking forward to this trip back to the dirty south. I was going to do some shopping and of course hang with my partners to get in some trouble. That wasn’t the only reason for my trip. WE were finally going to meet. It wasn’t your typical internet hookup. Blake and I had met debating the merits of bisexuality and Black Unity and a host of other heated topics for the better part of three years. The bond was. . I was lucky enough to live only 25 miles from the gay capitol of Britain and working near by as well gave me lots of opportunities to check out the scene and to see what's happening in the bars, clubs, beaches, toilets, and alleyways without being on the scene myself, I sometimes drove my car there on week nights and take a nice walk along the coastal paths and sit myself on the beach near the two piers, I would just sit there and watch all the gay activity going on under the pier, I worked. I stared at the dick that would take my anal cherry.“Get that ass over here and bend over my desk,” he growled. “If you want me to fuck that ass, I have to get it ready.”“Oh, yes, yes,” I moaned and headed over to him, my body on fire. My pussy clenched, the heat rippling through me. I sauntered to the desk, my breasts swaying back and forth. He stroked his cock as I moved up before him. Then I knocked aside the papers and the pencil cup in the way. They spilled onto the floor. It was such a.