As the elevator whisked us up to the upper floors, James pulled out his cell phone and I listened to him speak."It was already delivered to my room? T...ank you," he said, hanging up his phone.No matter what the situation was, he seemed to be in control of it. I had spent the last year and a half trying to figure out how to take care of myself while being away from my parents. I had to admit, it was a strange feeling having someone look after me again.He used his keycard to open the door to the. Compared to these hugely endowed black guys' cocks, mine was miniscule! I remembered what Courtney had said about dating black guys, and a BIG black cock was definitely a prerequisite for her; and I could see why that was! I'd often comforted myself with the trite phrase 'It's not the size of the ship, but the motion in the ocean', the mantra all small-dicked men wanted, desperately, to believe was true; though I'd always suspected that this was only a sop to a bruised ego; and it was! The. “I wanted to, but my wife-”“I understand. Follow me,” he said. I started to stand up, but got very dizzy in the process and fell back down on the bed. “Oops. My apologies. I forgot about the medicine. Here, let me help you.”He wrapped his arm around me and helped me up to my feet. He walked with me to the other closed door. He pulled it open to reveal an enormous bathroom. Seriously, this thing was huge. It had a walk in whirlpool tub big enough for at least four people, double sinks and what. Again... Suddenly she realized she was going to have to go about this one of two ways...either lose weight and watch herself sag out again...or she was just going to have to get pregnant again for real. She opted for the last idea and not three weeks later, she was puking in the toilet...not for the first time and certainly not for the last. The following week the magic stick showed a plus sign. Knocked up with Jimmy, she began to stroll around with her belly pooking out and hanging.