That she felt guilty now about what we had done last night since she is still married and trying to get back together with her husband. I told her tha... as long as the two of them weren't together she shouldn't feel bad about getting some pleasure, that she has needs too. She was still unsure we would ever see each other again. But I am going to try, I would love to get some more time with that hot ass white girl. I sure as hell am not going to give up that easy. I hope to see her again tonight. "I continued looking down at them, trying to imagine them bigger still.Laura reached out a hand and gave me a caress. "Come on, snap out ofit, go and make the breakfast. We have to change your name today." Notfor the first time I was shocked by the ease with which she made far-reaching decisions about me. I spend my head to look at her, feeling myhair, which was now getting quite long, flip round, and I also felt myboobs jiggle a bit."What?" I exclaimed, and then, realising that I had. ’ ‘Good night Byron. I had a lovely time.’ She watched from the apartment doorway as Byron stepped in the elevator, and then shut the door behind her. *** When George called two weeks later to say he would be on the next flight home, Byron and Cynthia had attended two more screenings, seen an exhibition of Impressionist art and had dinner afterwards. They thoroughly enjoyed each others company and were more reluctant to end their times together. Cynthia became more relaxed as the days went by,. A dull ache between her thighs suggested she needed more and she slid slightly forward in her seat so she could slide her fingers thru the side of her skirt. Her date followed her movements with his own and soon was massaging her thigh sendng little electric jolts straight to her clit, his hand slid deeper and found her wetness and she felt herself open around him as he pushed with a finger and entered her. The sudden pressure caused her to gasp and she bit his shoulder to stop herself crying.