I was dragged into a private room and sat in a chair; the two guys blindfolded me and said I had to wait for my private dancer to come in. Then I felt...the blindfold being taken off of me. I was shocked when I saw an enormous muscular black man standing in front of me wearing just a minuscule white slip covering barely what seemed to be a huge and hard penis.His body was really perfect, not even an ounce of fat on him. He looked like a professional athlete, an Olympic god. In a deep voice, Cuban. Just because the snow slides once doesn't mean it won't slide twice. He was serious. If the snow lets loose again, and they are under it, they might not come back."Judy and Julie hugged each other and both began crying.Sara called out from the living room. "They have it on TV."The four of them stood in front of the set watching what was apparently a live feed from a news helicopter. A news anchor was talking, but he was only describing what they could already see. Below and to one side of. Sweeter than fine honey mixed with spices, with an aroma of cinnamon and nutmeg in one it was. Oh how I love him, as he draws me into his lap, whispering into my ear the sweet nothings I long to hear&hellip, &hellip,That first kiss, sending my giddy mind reeling and soaring like fireworks into the night, tender and strong, soft and severe, burning with heat and passion we went into a second and a third and a river of others next to follow. My arms around him until he started undoing my vest. Now, we must get North. I do not want to have to pay for ahotel in London. I think with your trunk there, a cab will be best toget to the railway station."With some trepidation I allowed him to shepherd me to a cab and then toEuston station where he bought a single ticket for me. His manner waspolite, but I could not decide whether he resented me or wanted tobecome my friend.The train journey was uncomfortable. Pietro occasionally tried to makeconversation but usually after I had answered he.