I have a snack while I study each pedestrian that goes by. Then it’s off to Oxford Circus, ending my cycle at Tottenham Court Road. I go round in ci...cles every night, without any success. It’s like looking for a pin in the haystack. The nearer it gets to Christmas. The streets get busier, making it more difficult to find them.I change my routine once a week. Tonight I got off at Oxford Circus Station. I proceeded up the steps leading to the exit. Converging onto the crossroad of Oxford Street,. She went to change into her bathing suit and once she was out of my bedroom I pulled my running shorts up my legs. I slipped on a pair of flip-flops and hustled down the stairs to the family room where I took several bottles of water from the refrigerator and a bag of ice from the freezer. Once out the glass door I opened two umbrellas and pulled two chaise lounges under them. I grabbed two big towels from the pool locker and was placing them onto the lounges when I heard Scarlett walking. "Come on Hoe. Put that white cock in you mouth and suck it down. Show him that Black girls are the best cocksuckers. Take that thing down you throat, Bitch." She leaned forward and my cockhead disappeared between her thick lips. I reached down and grabbed her tits. They were the firmest tits I had ever had in my hands, and her nipples were big and hard. One of her two friends stepped behind her, grabbed her by the hair and started pushing and pulling her head up and down on my cock. She. Why, certainly he was about to laugh! At me! At the idea ofsomeone like me performing such a filthy task and I had unwittinglybecome the subject of his afternoon's entertainment?. Well, we wouldsee about that!I resolved not only to surprise him by agreeing, and thus give myselfsome satisfaction at his expense, but also because I realized thatthere was also an opportunity here to gain information about Sheila'ssituation. Distasteful as the task might be, I set my mind toperforming it with as.