"It's all right. I think it might be fun, when - if - you get ready." She released herself and went to get dressed..oOo.A few days later, Melanie, Dan... and Jenny met in Toni's office to show off the 'collection'. Toni placed Melanie in her big armchair, which she had moved beside the desk. She opened a bottle of chilled white wine and poured two glasses as Dana and Jenny disappeared into the workroom.Toni began, "Melanie, I've done these designs - you've seen some as sketches, some you haven't. Jason seemed to take pleasure in watching me as I examined his cock and gently pumped up and down on its length.He rolled off me onto the pillow beside me. I jumped up and positioned myself over his rod. Absolute magnificence. I rolled his ample foreskin back and placing my lips on his knob, I got my first taste of him. I was hooked. I gave his knob a sponge bath and began my descent down his pole. I got about eight inches in me. While it impressed me, Jason wanted me to take it all. He stood. His skin color was slightly darker than my Caucasian skin, but only to a slight degree. He certainly wasn't black. Not even brown or beige. Michael's skin color could best be described as matching my coffee, on the few occasions I drank coffee – lots of milk and sugar with a touch of coffee for flavor."What then?" Michael asked rhetorically. "I don't give a rat's ass what people say. I am falling for you and I don't care who knows." It isn't that simple and you know it," I insisted. "People. ‘Something about him set off my cop-sense. Did he come in with someone?’ Keven nodded. ‘A young white girl. The nurse took her into the back just before you came out.’ Okay, so the guy wasn’t alone. Maybe I was being paranoid with Price and the Right Reverend around. Still. ‘Was there anything odd in the conversation?’ I asked in spite of my own doubts. ‘We talked about the ship and all the stuff to do,’ Keven said. ‘He did seem kind of curious about all the stuff Sandy and I intended to do. It.