Tate Modern held little interest for either of them, but the Tate, the National Gallery, the Banqueting House, and the V and A museum, occupied them m...st satisfactorily. During the day, that is. Three months of making love together had not made the slightest dent in the desire each had for the other. In fact both came to the conclusion that they had never made love before they met. Growing familiarity merely increased the joy and wonder they had in each other.Back in Maldon, Helen had to. Who hasn’t?’ She took a sip of her wine and asked, ‘So, have you ever been in love?’ Adam looked up slowly at her. He was dead certain about the answer, but he was terrified to say it. ‘I don’t know. Maybe … once.’ She wrinkled her brow and looked at him with her penetrating gaze. ‘Okay … so who was it? Spill it.’ As Adam postulated his answer, the waiter reappeared. ‘How about dessert? The tiramisu here is legendary.’ Cynthia’s dark eyes never left Adam’s face. She answered, ‘Just a. .. with a door to the outside at either end! Homer told me that their second chore upon moving in was to get the ouside doors to close. The first chore, of course, was to chase the sheep out.Being that I was without domicile, I prevailed upon Homer to allow me to live in one of the 'out buildings'. In return, in lieu of cash which neither of us had, Lucille and I would help him with the 'rejuvenation' project.The building I called 'home' was a tiny, unheated, uninsulated one room affair perched. In my life, I have actually fucked FAR MORE white girls than "boys," it is just that there is something extremely satisfying about "turning-out " or "boy breaking" a pretty little white boy who thinks he's straight. Making "him" a "her." Forever, altering the life ...of a "straight," promising, young. bright, white boy, into a BLACK COCK CRAVING bitch! Liberating them, into a world where they have a LOT MORE SEX, where they're actually good at sex, where they for the fist time understand how.