All I mean by that is that I absolutely HATE shopping. I never understood how women can spent an entire day going from store to store, tying on outfit...after outfit, only to buy one (or none) by the end of the day. So you can imagine just how thrilled I was when my friend asked me to accompany her for a day of shopping (just to be clear, I am being sarcastic, lol). Unfortunately, I had already turned her down twice and was feeling like a horrible friend. Because of that damned conscience of. . OF... HERE! NOW!!!"I hardly had time to get out of sight. I closed my door almost all the way... just left it open a crack so I could peek. And Nancy backed out of Eric's apartment with her face the color of a ripe tomato. She was stammering and trying to make him listen, but his door shut right in her face. So she whirled around and stomped down the hall to the stairs. She shot a black look toward my door and disappeared.Eric's door opened again and he came out. He stood there for a minute. Santana Battle. He is a businessman here in town."Businessman was a gracious term for what he did. Most law officials knew he was importing drugs and women. "Nice to meet you Mr. Battle." She said from across the room. She waived graciously to the sinister man.He tipped his Dolce and Gabanna glasses down to get a better look at her. He could see her fine; he just wanted to let Joe and his wife he found her interesting. He walked around the shop and looked at all of the stuff.Joe walked with. I was so close to exploding it was almost scary for me. Something had to give and it had to happen soon! Then I lost all control of my body. My back arched - My entire body stiffened - I was covered in sweat - Grunting like a pig - Fistfuls of Mike’s hair - Grinding my cunny into his face with complete disregard to how he felt.Then it happened …I actually screamed outloud as my body started convulsing. I twitched and jerked as though I was having a seizure. Wave after wave ripped thru my.