Devin, Cora and Sandy were also coming in today. They’d coordinated the wedding so it coincided with their annual corporate get-together. They’d s...heduled it for New Year’s Eve. Caryn had joked that she was sure that the banquet was a business-expense write-off. I actually thought it was a clever idea, if you could get away with it. I figured I would want advice from my accountant before I tried a similar stunt.I saw Fritz pull in and I went bouncing out to greet him. He gave me a sideways look. And THIS leads to my absolute favorite thing on the planet, the one thing I pick if I could only pick one: Performing oral sex.On black men.Specifically:On their big beautiful mouth-wateringly delicious dark chocolate DICKS!And on as many as I can.You see, I have an absolute HUNGER for black men and their fat full dicks. LOVE THEM!There is simply nothing on the Earth quite as magnificent; nothing looks better, feels better, smells better (the musk of a strange black man's crotch when I get near. Almost, but not quite. The flaw is something she didn't recognize but I did because, unlike her, I've made love to a woman who's had a child. The flaw is stretch marks. She believes she never fathered a child when she was male, but the fact she has stretch marks as a woman says otherwise. It was when she told me she'd been having sex with Melissa at the same time as I believed we were in an exclusive relationship that it all fell into place. Michelle thought Melissa had left us both because. "All hands to general quarters. All hands to battlesuits. That includes the concubines." Aye, Sir," Epstein responded, turning to the ship's intercom. "All hands to general quarters, all hands to battlesuits. This is no drill. This is no drill."Klaxons sounded as throughout the ship the lighting switched to the eerie red glow of night adaptation and the well-drilled team raced to their stations. Backup bridge crew arrived in front of Matt, each carrying their suits, which they struggled into.