I looked into the video camera now being held by one guy, all kinds of camera flashes were going off, some of the guys were naked or in underwear, my...girlfriends were in stages of undress or naked, one guy yelled ‘’see I knew Mike was going to ass fuck her’’ I was turning red, hurting , and felt so humiliated Sabine came over and sat in front of me with her legs open I could see her pussy hair all wet and shining, she pushed my head into her pussy and said lick it, I could smell her musk, I. His broad shoulders seemed to fill the room as my gazed strayed down the smooth, bronze chest to the tapered waist caught in the bonds of tattered jeans. My jaw must have dropped. Here was a man straight out of one of my romance novels. He cleared his throat and I squeaked as I rushed into the bathroom, locking it behind me. A deep, beckoning voice called through the door, ‘You may wish to come out of there before I come in sugar.’ A slight accent carried on the words and I couldn’t help the. Her face had been beautiful earlier and her black hair set it off nicely. She lay, totally nude in the spare bed, not six feet from where I stood. By 6:30 a.m. I had retired to my bed and attempted to get some sleep. . . .The apartment was clean, her clothes were clean, and she was sleeping soundly. . . . .the rest could wait until later. In my bed I was troubled. ‘What rest?’, I pondered. ‘Where does she live?’. ‘What’s her name?’ ‘How much trouble am I in?’. Sleep came slowly. Long after the. I also told her that there was nothing about her disappearance on the news.“Bill, I don’t mean to bother you, but would you have any other clothes that I could wear,” Ashley asked after a while. “This robe is very nice, but it is too hot during the day and a little hard to sleep in.”“Sure, Sweetie. Let’s go upstairs and you can look through what I have. You would probably know what you need better than I would,” I told her. We went up to the spare bedroom and I let her look through what I still.