Finally, he glanced at the totals. Four thousand, two hundred and eighteen people came out. Rick raised his eyebrows. No surprise. Except... some nagg...ng little detail wasn't quite right.Rick looked at his figures again. Four thousand ninety-two girls went in. That meant the remaining one hundred twenty six were guys. Rick smiled to himself. Good odds. Even a socially backward person like him would have a good chance. Then he glanced at the figures for the people who came out. Four thousand two. I look down at his trousers wondering what color hair lies beneath, surrounding his cock. With hurried keystrokes, this innocent man on the street below becomes my hot lover. "I will devour you."As I look down, all I see is his sun-kissed hair poking up from my shaven mound. My body quivers as his rough beard rubs against my wet folds with his tongue exploring every crevice between my legs. Rocking my hips forward, his tongue flicks my puckered little asshole, causing me to squeal. My toes. "So you never really said what you did for a living," Richard said."Ah, but I did. I am a collector." Art?" Primarily, yes," Harvey said. "Have you been to the art museum?" Yes, during orientation we went." I was involved with acquiring a number of the pieces that you see there." Really?" Yes. Particularly in the contemporary wing. Here," Harvey said, pouring the tea into Richard's cup, and then into his own. "Best drunk as hot as you can stand it."Richard took the cup into his hand and. ” It was said in that same low voice that was sending shivers through my body.I pulled her to me kissing her and then nuzzling her neck with a hand on one of her breasts. One of her hands came up to hold my head to her and pull me closer. Very slowly, I kissed her again. We held our bodies close as we kissed. Still holding that kiss, I moved enough to start removing my clothes. I quickly had an eager helper. I wanted to be naked and soon was.I knelt before her and gently pulled her panties.