The content of the ad was no more attention getting either: "If you think you are interested in learning more or applying for a position, email me at ...hat's it, just a generic ad with a generic email address, lost amongst the dozens of others in the personals section of the newspaper. It began with simple click of the mouse. She had done it, against her better judgment and knowing that common sense advised against it, she had answered a personal ad. Once she read the headline, she knew that if. I don’t know, I guess I developed a fetish for it.”“Guess that’s my fault,” Mia said, sitting up. Robert couldn’t take his eyes off of how perky her breasts were. “Alright, fine. I’ll fuck him tomorrow. But, like, what are we?” Robert sat up next to her.“Move in with me.” Mia’s eyes went wide. “Mia I fucking love you, move in with me.”“Shit, yeah, ok,” she said, shaking her head in astonishment. “Sure. I’ll stay tonight and we can start moving my stuff tomorrow.“I’m going to marry you someday,. She won’t talk to her friends about what is going on. One was nearly decked when she tried to find out what was up with Emily. It is bad David. She has never forgiven me for not letting her say goodbye. Every time she takes a bath with that rubber ducky, the one she stole from your hospital bathroom, she reminds me about how much it still pisses her off. That is the biggest reason I had to track you down. Maybe you can help her, whatever it takes. If it doesn’t bother you David, you can call me. "What do you want me to do to help her out?" he askedI said "I want you to come up to our hotel room, spend some time with her and treat her right, like the gentleman you are." I heard of this before" the black man said, but I never did believe it happened!" You heard of what" I asked himHe replied "I heard of white men sharing their woman with one of us, but I thought it was just a crazy rumor" "No", I said, "it's not a rumor, it is real, and we really need you to help make her feel good."The.