“Oh my” thought Alex, “that’s so much bigger than mine” and his little cock began to leak as he admired it. “Don’t stand there staring, ...tart sucking” cried the black boy but just as Alex went down on his knees they both heard somebody approaching. Rapidly they pulled up their trousers, the black boy having trouble stuffing his erect cock back in. “Do you know where I live?” whispered Alex, when the boy nodded he said “come to my house after 4, I want to taste your cock”.When Alex got home, the. What a bitch.Just for the hell of it he reached out with his mind and turned up her lust-o-meter a couple of clicks. He watched with amusement as she came out of her office and headed for the bathroom. When he saw her twenty minutes later with a very frustrated look on her face he had to bite his lip to keep from laughing.The whole thing had gotten his motor running too so he summoned Beth, the cute twenty-year-old, blond haired, blue eyed intern. After he had made her forget all about that. ‘Whatever it is, it’s probably all in your mind,’ Cindy said calmly. ‘Nothing is ever as bad as you think it is.’ ‘It’s pretty bad.’ Betty took a deep breath. ‘She’s black.’ Cindy couldn’t help it. She barked a loud, single laugh before she could stop herself. ‘You mean she’s African American?’ She smiled askance at Betty. ‘Are you out of your mind? This is the Twenty-first Century! This is OUR generation! Nobody gives a shit about race anymore!’ ‘Louisville is in the South, honeychild,’ Betty. ”“Uh, huh, bring it on!” I said playing with her thin strap on her back.“Come on in, baby” She called out.I recognized her daughter also. Amisha had been a one-movie star very recently. After giving a one super-duper hit movie she had unfortunately not been able to repeat that in subsequent movies. A fact, that a hot-shot director like me could change. No girl that I had directed had ever failed to become the sensation of Bollywood. All this went through my mind in a flash as this lovely young.