"I will only forgive you if you put your hand back," he countered. The African then held her shoulder and gripped her hand pulling it back to his lap....He pressed her hand against his hard erection and leaned over with a slight kiss on her on the neck."Please don't, please. I'm not that kind of girl. I've never touched a black man before and my parents would hate me if I did."Tia was shocked but was also feeling the herb's second hand smoke along with the drink. Here, she was sitting next to a. Then you said you were too tired and rolled over away from me! Michael that really hurts me. You have no idea how much it hurts to be rejected by the one you love." No you're wrong there. I do know how it feels. More than you know." But I want to know. Mike please talk to me. Tell me what's wrong with us. Talk to me baby." March 23." March 23? What does that... oh shit?" Yeah, oh shit." Why haven't you said anything before?" I don't know why. I wanted to then I didn't - I couldn't. I can't seem. I'm waiting for you baby. My pussy is aching and dripping for you. You Spread my legs and a touch my soft clit, my body explodes so I can't wait I pull you on top of me. .....Girl: I thought you might like erotica lol and I like to writeMan: Yeah i like it bbIm so hard right now.. I had to pee and now im so hard i think im gonna cum in my pants hahaGirl: mmmm.. How about you write the rest then and send it to me later hun?Man: Ok.. Ill try bb.Man: U pull me back on top of u, and i start to kiss. "Whilst preparing her refreshment she thought about what it meant. "Asituation a little like yours" and "creative writing" meant that it hadto be fiction and any resemblance to Nima's recent experiences had to beminimal. That, she concluded, should be fairly easy.What Nima had failed to allow for was writer's block, and by Thursday shewas regretting not querying why creative writing was suddenly beingdeemed part of her remit. So Nima thought back to her student days andconcluded when completely.