What if I gave some sweet willing little white girl to you…say as a gift from me to you?’ (I could see the wheels turning in George’s large blac... head) ‘Let me get this straight Mr. Henried. You mean nobody but you, me, and the woman would know? And you’d be there to help me in case she changed her mind and tried to get me in some kind of trouble?’ (How curious I thought. George had just changed from sounding like a Southern field nigger to that of an educated West Coast Black. I would have to. Me. a screaming shouting full-on organs, and Woody filling up my ass at the same time or pretty damn close. I came about thirty seconds ahead of him, so when he did, I got an extra special double jolt of a treat, and sweet woody got all the intensity of this tight-assed, tight pussied s*******n year old, fucking him with everything I had. In the real world, that doesn't happen so often. I couldn't do anything for a while after that. He held me,I laid in his arms and let those feelings just go. "The Emir ignored him and walked over to table 67 where he sat down. This left the Maître d' with no choice but to bring him a menu and signal the Head Sommelier to serve in that ill-regarded corner of the establishment. The Chef de Station was also told that this customer was to be served only by Paulette. The Maître d's most ardent desire was that this extremely wealthy customer should be kept happy. Tips in thousands of euros were very rare, even in La Potinière, though what the young Emir. She was aroud 14 years old looks veru cute.then after playing she come to give my racket then i ask her name say say rani then i ask in which class u r studing she say 8th then i ask other girl has gone she say yes then i ask her to sit and yalk with me she sit there i asl do u like to drink coke she say no but i get coke for her. While we both drinking coke i told her u r very beutiful she smile then i told her if u need any help in study u come to me she said ok. After drinking coke she say.