.." It's okay, Hildy. I just drank a half-glass, since I'm driving and all. Besides, I don't want anything dulling my senses after we've checked into ...ur room." That's more like it," she purred."You see, Hildy," he said, "'I've got the same thing on my mind, but I guess that I don't express it as well as you do." How much longer now?" she asked, and burst out laughing.Jim had something else on his mind. He knew he had to bring it up and time was wasting."Hildy, there's something else we need to. You know. Leave a note on his forehead or something."Suddenly we were both laughing again. She finally turned me loose and stood up. She said, "Thanks. I needed that."She started to leave but she stopped and sniffed. I saw her expression change and she said, "I gather your loving brother has been in?"I shook my head and said, "Yeah. And he made me suck him off when I went up to get him for dinner. But altogether it took less than five minutes. The kid really has a problem."She leaned down and. The color of the cock didn’t matter one bit either.I loved her sexual philosophy. Pointing to her crotch, she says, “No dude will ever own this. If you want to enjoy it, just take your turn.”We bonded immediately and screwed four times that night. I couldn’t get over how cool she was about sex. I’d been laid a few times before by white chicks that seemed to have some kind of problem with opening their legs to do a very natural activity. This black honey said she’d already been fucked by who. ' Your slave number is '308.'"He continued, "You may have noticed that we did not blindfold you. You will soon realize that this was not an oversight. We want you to see each person who comes into the club. I want you to look at true masters and learn your place as a true and utter slave. Hopefully someday you will be able to earn you way up to the kitchen or perhaps become a server or performer in the club. Until then...."Sam pushed the platform into a niche in the wall. One of the.