I promise do better by you next time. I hope there’ll be a next time.’ Sally didn’t comment, noting only, ‘I’ve got to go clean up.’ ‘...ou gunna be okay?’ Frank asked, noticing some bleeding. ‘Sure, I’ll be right back’, Sally said getting up and giving him a quick kiss, from which Frank concluded there might be a next time. As she headed for the tiny bathroom her room shared with the adjoining dorm room, Sally hoped and prayed she wouldn’t encounter another girl there, or worse, a visiting. Robert helped him stand, gave his shoulders a brief massage, and asked him to wait for me.Robert and I talked briefly as he put me through some warm-ups. The rest of the session was measuring my baseline and discussing my goals. He told me that a 10K was setting my sights too low and that I should be training for longer distances. I’d always made excuses that I didn’t have time whenever I considered longer races, so this thought was new to me. He led me through a couple of short mobility. Veronica was the obvious person. It did not occur to me that running an office was a lifelong dream of Roni's.It was a lesson that stood me well through the years. The term "Manager" has mystic powers. It was a tiny one-room office, but there was a desk, a phone and a filing cabinet. More importantly, the door read, "Veronica VanKampen, FD Consulting." It did not hurt that the address was a block north of Boylston Street. I suppose that put her uptown. In any event, Veronica cried when I showed. He held me by the hips as he slid his big black dick into my pussy for the first time. “Oh fuck!” I screamed as I felt his massive cock fill every inch of my pussy. I grabbed the ridge of the pool with both hands as he started fucking like I had never been fucked before. “How do you feel my dick?... you like it, white bitch??” He asked me as he pumped his dick deep into my tight pussy.“I love your big black cock! I am going to cum!” I shouted at the top of my lungs as I felt his massive hard.