There was toomuch pain in the past. There was no reason. The hope was dashed as hefelt the wellings of the regret that had brought him to this point."...ou can." The face became that of a monkey with a crown upon its head.A broad smile crossed its face as it too faded into the swirlingmorass. James realized that he was on his knees before the vision thatpermeated his very being. He could do nothing but listen and respond.In a small corner of his mind he wondered if he was already dead."That day. I asked the bartender to deliver the note to her, which he did with a big smile on his face. I am still not sure if he was laughing at me, or if he thought it was an excellent move. I did not expect any reaction, besides maybe an angry look from her, and another pitiful smile from the bartender. I was very surprised when a few minutes later she walked over and in broken English told me that the note had made her and her friends laugh. She added she would not buy me a drink, but that I could. I saw her black dress was still lifted up to her waist and her pussy lips looked swollen and glistening in the shadows of that deserted street. Jerome had not fucked her in the ass.She spread her thighs and ordered me to lick her cum filled pussy.I walked up behind her and I could see her perfect ass cheeks framed in black garter straps. She had her feet apart to keep the balance. I spread her firm buttocks and buried my face in her hot messy pussy. I ate the creamy pie that this nigger had. She looked into his eyes and said, “Naughty plans. I’m going to do things to you that Ted Kennedy has only fantasized about.” Lorcan’s eyes widened. The guys at the office must’ve mortgaged their houses for this one. He made a mental note to thank them later. The phone rang behind the bar, she turned and answered it. His eyes walked all over her. She was wearing a red evening gown; he guessed it was handmade by some effeminate designer from Paris with an unpronounceable name. Obviously he.