I asked Sheron if he believed me now about complications and that my hesitation had nothing to do with race. He said he had no idea about any of this,...but still didn’t understand why, if i liked him and race wasn’t an issue, i wouldn’t be with him. Especially since i was already seeing two other guys. i said because dealing with my current relationships along with the rest of my life was difficult enough without having more complications. He said it didn’t have to be complicated; that he was a. "I set an egg-timer," I explain. "If the girl gets me off within ten minutes, then she gets the money. If it takes longer than ten minutes, then they obviously don't know what they are doing. I only pay for quality." "Ten minutes?" Patricia asked, nervously giggling. "I didn't think any guy could hold out for that long." "I usually don't, but I had to set that limit after wasting my money on some terrible incidents," I said. "Listen, normally I wait till the end of the night and. I turned round. Standing there was Etta. “E-Etta…er…what….what are you after?” She didn’t even answer, pushing me down onto the toilet seat, while searching the inside of my mouth with her tongue. I pushed her short dress up to her wais and was surprised to find that she was wearing no underwear. She moved slowly, spreading her thighs wide and sliding herself down, so that my rock hard cock slid fully up her. “Oh fuck….,” I groaned, trying to keep my noises to a minimum in case anyone walked. While Linda typed up the report, Marc was sitting in his office making notes for Monday’s Exco meeting. His office was large and situated at the corner of the office floor enjoying a 180 degree view of the city and surrounds as his windows were ceiling to floor, from corner to corner. His office was very tastefully furnished, accommodating his double sized desk and two guest chairs in the corner of the office, having windows and the view either side and to the right was a small six seater.