I think maybe I enjoyed it for the same reason.Katy was delighted to have put Sara in this uncomfortable position, but wanted more.- OK if that is the...case let me tell you what: I can be your supervisor. Do you remember the motivation chart that we made in English class?- Yes of course.- OK show it to me.Sara was embarrassed it was a little too personal, but she showed it anyway.Katy said– OK. It is very interesting, I like your goals. They are very ambitious, and your "anti-me" very. David smelled the fresh coffee when he let himself in, helped himself to a cup and sat in the front room, pondering the situation. She came down the stairs five minutes later. "Let me get some coffee, and I will be right with you." She reappeared with coffee in hand and sat herself down on the couch alongside him. "Would you like anything else?" she said. "Have you eaten?" "I'm fine, thanks," David said. "To what do I owe this invitation?" She looked nonplussed, David thought. But she took a. When was he taking these pics? There was no doubt whose face it was either. He had even made sure his black dick was in the picture. Guy had talent.I heard myself thanking him again. What was wrong with me?"I'm sure you've got shit to do, why don't you get out of here and I'll see you Friday. I'll be in touch with instructions." He said. "Don't think you can avoid me either, I have enough to start a Cocksucker Facebook page about you." Yes, Black Daddy. Thank you." Again? And what did he mean. I pulled over a bed-sheet over my naked body and moved to the other side of the bed where I would be out of the eye-line of any person over the door. Without opening the door Roma asked her mother how much money was required – her mother replied that 50 bucks would do. Roma got out of the bed, fished out a 100 bucks note from her purse and opened the door a little. She handed over the money to her mother who wanted to do some more small talk – she knew very well that her daughter and myself.