Your breasts press firmly against my chest, and I stroke your back firmly. My lips finally seek out yours, and our tonuges war fiercely. It is a battl... that we both will win, and as I look deeply into your eyes, we share a knowing smile. We relax, supine, and our passion mounts as we explore each others' bodies with our eyes, our hands, and our mouths. The skin on your legs springs up with goosebumps as my fingers trail lightly up your thighs. I feel, rather than hear, your gasp as I touch your. It’s full of fake-smiling bigots too. I hung out in the bigger, livelier and more diverse City of Boston every chance I got. It’s where I met some of the ladies and gentlemen who would become my best friends in America. I met this tall, gorgeous young Haitian woman named Madeline Lemieux in Boston’s South End. Picture this, if you will. Six feet of curvy, coconut-brown Caribbean goddess, with long black hair, full lips, a firm chest, wide hips and legs that go on forever. Oh, and a fine,. Dan and Doug were watched appreciatively as she stroked her legs. Both men already had bulges in their pants and were unconsciously touching themselves."Great legs, huh?" Oh yeah."Jeannie spun on her toes in front of the camera. That looked much better. Now to get down, or up, to business and win that 500 dollars. She took the bottle back to her dresser and climbed up on the ladder for what she hoped was the last time. Taking the rope, she sipped her head through the noose.Should she tighten. Although she had been thinking of him, after almost twenty years of sex exclusively with a man her own age, she had almost forgotten the amazing sexual stamina of youth. In the course of the past week her mind had been filled with a craving for that awesome sexual energy and recuperative power of young men, she craved Roman's cock badly. ****************************** A week later, she sipped a glass of wine as she awaited his arrival, she was alone in the house as she was most Saturday.