’ He heads over to the phone, where I assume that he’s calling the guys to find out what their plans are. Then he comes into the bathroom to watch...me get dressed. It’s a little unnerving when you’re not used to that kind of attention. But I wasn’t about to kick him out, either. So I just acted like he wasn’t there and went through my normal routine of getting ready to start the day. A few minutes later there is a knock on the door. He goes to answer it and all of a sudden carts of food surround. Her ass was phat and she had a huge cameltoe trying to jump out the front of her shorts.Her breast where huge and firm and to top it off she had a huge blue weave running down to her phat juicy ass.She looked so young and ghetto. I said hey what's up baby jump in the truck and she did.I laughed when she got in and she asked whats so funny?I said you are ghetto as fuck and laughed some more. She said whatever no I ain't and laughed with me!We got in my truck and road home. I asked for a hug as. He stripped the wet shirt off in haste, she returned to hold him close as the thunder echoed around them. He slid his hand under her chin and tilted her face up to him, his mouth closed to hers. Her eyes closed as he pressed his lips to her, she responded as her hands went by them selves to hold his head. His tongue gently pried open her teeth, and in probing her mouth finding her own tongue waiting and willing. Emotions ripped through her like a fever. He tasted like wine, and smelled of the. Or perhaps, just under her. ‘I’m very aware of the research that shows that women have a biological need for sex, not just the obvious psychological needs. Just because I’m deep into my work does not mean that I should ignore my femininity. And when I took conventional relationships in the past, the men always wanted to settle down and have me cook for them.’ ================ We found ourselves in an Italian restaurant down the street a few minutes from Dominique’s apartment. The crowd had.