Joanne needs to get married. She gave me a list of three men that she'd agree to marry. Your name was on it, and the other two have both declined my o...fer. It would mean a lot to her mother and me if you would consider marrying her. My wedding gift to the two of you would be one million dollars."I guess he really meant it when he spoke of getting right to the point. A million dollars. That was a lot of money. I still wasn't tempted."I'm sorry Sir. I'm afraid I'm going to need to decline your. I had thought of how to leave and headed back through the columns to the vehicle the men had used. Kenzie looked around as we walked and I could see she knew what she was doing. I ignored the bodies as I checked the vehicle and set my bag in.Kensie tossed the small bag she was carrying in and sat in the passenger seat. I lifted and turned the vehicle before I accelerated, "first we go to the capital and then we ditch this vehicle. We find a base and I need a ... private site to question duke. He's about 60 smiling wearing a burgandy robe. He looks me up and down still smiling. "Nice T-shirt. nice chest! Welcome! We don't get a lot of guys like you or, your age!" I look around the 2 rooms and there was about 15 older White men. I was in my late 30's and the youngest guy there was 50! At first,I felt "odd" being the only Black man there but, everyone was so friendly! So, I felt more at ease. The host asked me if a was "Top", "Bottom" or, "Verse". I quickly told him that I was a "Cock. Lingering there I bring my lips toward her same beating heart. My kisses gentle and moving up her neck, another hand up her shirt, lingering on the plush skin. We fall, into the mess, into her creation, into each other. Palm on the doorknob now, a slow creaking in the hinges, yet I linger. Can I bear it? The door, now opened, the doorway becoming more apparent. It is dark, the bare walls, the empty carpet. There is nothing there now. It is a motionless room… and my feet edge over the threshold..