The furniture was nice, and everything looked like it had been freshly painted and all the flooring looked like it had been newly varnished. It was a ...ozy house, even though the ceilings were low, and the rooms seemed smaller than I was used to.I could see that Shirley was expecting me to comment on the interior."It's nice inside, Shirl. I can see your taste in all these pieces of furniture. I bet you and your mother had a lot of fun picking everything out?" I had noticed the furniture was. It wasn't the last time Eddie amazed me that summer with his success with women. I said before he was the most unlikely of guys to be a lady-killer. He was paunchy and disheveled and not handsome at all, but somehow women loved him. He had a mischievous gleam in his eyes, and maybe that was the reason. He always had a look on his face when he was around a pretty girl, a look that seemed to say, "What do you say we have a little quickie?". Whatever it was, girls were attracted to him, and they. " he said. I know I'm no John Holmes but I've never really thought of my cock as puny. Of course, that was by a white man's standard and I was sitting in front of a rather large black man now. I nervously dropped my shorts to the ground and stepped out of them. In spite of my present fear, my cock still stood at attention and even throbbed up and down a couple times as I stood there in front of him – I wished it had just shriveled up and disappeared. My erection didn't go unnoticed by the. "Gentlemen I got a little confession to make. ..I been going deep sea fishing since I was 10 years old, in fact I was down in the Caymans just 9 weeks ago." (OK so I had only been just that one week in the Caymans.) "Oh and when you have been invited out on a gentleman' s boat to do some big time fishing. ..I always remember to tell him... THIS IS THE NICEST BOAT I HAVE EVER SEEN." With that the president spoke up..." Newcomer you asshole.