.. everyone is white.”“In Zurich it is a scandal for une näggr to date a white person. People who are African... we stay together.”“Oh, no. N...�ggr? Is that what they call black people?”“It is not the same as the word here. Not as bad.”Charlotte put her arms around me. I slid my hands over her round bum and hugged her back. It felt so good to hold her.“Prends moi,” she whispered with her silky accent.I didn’t understand. When I didn’t react, Charlotte rubbed my erection against her slit. Louder,. She hesitated at first and looked in the direction of the stairs, then at me, then toward where her car must have been parked. ‘Please allow me.’ I said, the first words that had been exchanged in this whole encounter. Her eyes drifted down to my arm and then back to my eyes as she slid her arm through mine. This close to her now I could smell her perfume. It was nothing I had ever smelled before, captivating and rich. She was short, shorter than I thought anyway. Even with the four inch heels. He’s a great guy. You said that I needed to try a blowjob with an older guy and I’m going to.”“I was talking about a guy that was 22 or 23, not in his 50’s.” She said still looking amazed at what I had told her.“He’s only 44 and I’m going to do it.” I said not wavering.Jennifer gave me a disgusted look and went to our bedroom. Giving her a few minutes, I followed her in.“Look Jen, I know that you are just looking out for me, but I think I have it right this time. Yes he’s much older but he’s a. She felt like crying or screaming at the General who had first picked her up to be, as he put it, "My companion", yet had now handed her to an Obergrenadier or Corporal to be his plaything for the evening. Fortunately for her, she didn't actually protest as she was led through the hotel and up in the goods lift to the top floor, which is where the rooms for the soldiers were. These were small rooms used before the War as accommodation for chauffeurs, maids and the like who were accompanying the.