The lobby was cold, the elevator didn’t work, and the stairs and hall smelled of bleach and looked like they got scrubbed a lot because they needed ...o be scrubbed a lot. There was a sticky carpet and a concrete staircase off of the lobby, and the elegant looking woman was mortified at being forced to meet the black pimp here. The steel doors of the stair well groaned open. The now unnerved woman stepped onto a threadbare brown carpet that probably had not been vacuumed for at least five. The energy in the arenaincreased immediately as the speed and intensity of the song faroutweighed the slow love song we had just sung. I smiled despitemyself, and started moving to the beat as he started the first verseonce again.The very first thing he sang was to tell me how hot I was. I almostlaughed at the absurdity of what he was telling me. He might havebelieved his words, but that didn't mean that he wanted to do anythingabout it. The humor that filled this song was evident in the. The cost was peanuts for them and they always kept the staff sweet with generous service tips. For them this truly was the garden of eden.Ed took her hand saying, “Mrs Lavender what a nice surprise to see you here; is your husband about to join us?” She out-streched her arm saying, “ Dan just couldn’t make it this time Mr Lewis, sorry.”Ed, taking her hand looked into her brown eyes and a soft grin formed on his lips as he gallantly kissed her outstretched hand. “That’s such a pity Mrs. It feel amazing to release in her. Sarah would be the first woman he ever delivered his seed into without a condom to catch it. It felt right, it felt natural and it felt welcomed by the woman he was admittedly in love with. David and Sarah laid there in the pool of their combined juices, panting and feeling satisfied, for what seemed to be the first time ever. The veil of satisfaction slowly lifted as the warm southern breeze caressed their skin from the front door. Sarah, however quickly.