In the eyes of the world, I was a tall, good-looking American businessman. Well, I am a businessman but hunting is my passion. The first thing I arran...ged for was to break this evil bitch out of jail. This bitch was a tall, attractive female with dark bronze skin and long black hair. The Brazilian media portrayed her as a good gal gone bad. They were seriously considering letting her spend only ten to fifteen years in jail. That’s not justice if you ask me. So, as soon as she got broken out of. " Yeah," he said. "That's probably true. But, I'm not like other guys." I was even more intrigued by him than ever, and so I asked him how many girl friends he had had; and he answered: "None. Not till you, that is." Really?" Really." Why is that?" I asked, feeling somewhat surprised because Robert was a nice looking guy.He paused a moment, and then he said, partly blushing as he did: "'I've got a small cock." Yeah? Like---how small?" I asked.Again, he blushed."When 'hard', it's about four. No, she did not put me down politely, but actually said yes. "Really?", I asked shocked."Yes, I am serious," she says. "I am sick and tired of black guys. They fuck like God's and make me moan, but all they do is treat me like a sex object. I am tired if it! So I might as well go out with someone who clearly likes me," she says to me. I accept it, I finally have her for a date. Now I want to be able to fuck her. The idea of this Irish Goddess in bed with me makes my dick stand hard.Fast forward. You’re going to need that outfit tomorrow anyway. Start walking.”“B-but I can’t walk home like this,” I protested.“Then stay here. I really don’t care.” Sheila turned on her heel and entered the house. I sighed and started walking home.I began walking home, in the obscenely small bikini that my former friend- my former best friend- Sheila was forcing me to wear. The last time I had made this walk, it was in flat shoes, and that took me half an hour, so I figured in heels it would probably take.