I never heard... What are you doing here?!" Josh replied with a grin, "I could ask you the same thing! I knocked, but you didn't reply. I was going to...ask if you wanted to get some supper, but I think we should rather just stay in!" Kate's head was spinning as she tried to answer and explain, "I was jus-" Josh, however, quickly silenced her by bending over and kissing her, his lips pushing against hers, forcing her to keep quiet. Kate had always had a thing for Josh, and they had become friends. He hadn’t called in the theft, or his assault. He locked up the store but hadn’t closed it down. Cash still in the cash register. Just didn’t fucking care anymore. He was on the hunt.Running a few miles was hard, or it should have been. Felt good tonight. Felt right. He put a few miles under his feet in record time, and by the end of it, didn’t have his usual exhaustion. Breathing deep, but fine. Felt good to be outside and putting asphalt behind him, until eventually he was outside the city. “I am here to serve black men” came my answer and another strike across the head. “you are here to serve superior black men. Black men are superior to weak sissy’s like you”. “Yes, sir” I said and looked down. At this point I was confused, what was going to happen? Did they want me to suck their cocks and take turns on me? Did they want me to offer my ass to any black man that wanted it? I looked around the sparsely decorated room. The walls and ceiling were painted black and the floor was that. His shoulders were broad, and his stomach was flat, but he didn’t come across as muscular. He was usually dressed in slacks and a button up shirt at work, you know with a pocket protector with pens and pencils sticking out of it. Must be standard issue for the IT department. However today he was wearing jeans and a polo shirt with the company logo on it of course. He always dressed comfortable when he flew. He looked around at the terminal to see if Miss Marshal was there and was shocked.