” Shamir quickly sketched out a plan of the club and the available exits for me—most of which I recognized from Cinnamon’s briefing. The guy was...good but my assistant was stellar.“You don’t have casino business that will call you away, do you?” I asked. “I got off at two o’clock this afternoon,” he said. “I’ve been on your clock since then. Your assistant made the arrangements.”“Bless you, Cinnamon. Bless you,” I said.“My pleasure,” said the voice in my ear. “He wasn’t supposed to blab all. His penis pulsed and was so big and hard that I knew he was really excited. So, I paused too and looked him in the eyes. "You seem to like that idea?" I said. "Oh God yes I have fantasised about watching you fucking a big black cock for years. Are you upset that I want to share you?” he asked. I wasn’t upset at all, in fact I was pleased he was sharing his deepest secret fantasy with me especially as it was mine too!He was now rock hard, and we started to make love again discussing further what. I warn you though, I’m a screamer and a creamer when I’m with the right man. The problem is my husband isn’t the right man.” She rattled on.“Sucks to be him. So he can’t ring your bell?” I asked.“Ring my bell? He can’t even find the bell tower.” She laughed.“You guys don’t make love anymore?” I asked.“Make love? Shit! All he ever did was fuck me and he hasn’t even done that in a long time.” She said.I simply took her hand and started to lead her up to my bedroom. She looked radiant. She was. Jay was bragging about taking this girl to the prom. According to Lynn, at one point he said, "I fucked the shit out of the little slut." Obviously, it was me he was talking about. Lynn told me that when Steve found out, he got very angry, telling Jay to shut up or he'd kick his ass, and that I was his friend.When Steve was 19, he enlisted in the Marine Corps. It broke my heart because he was very close. We gradually lost contact over time, and over the years, I tried to locate him. About 4.