“I like your colour,” I said. “It doesn’t make any difference. Actually, it does,” I corrected. “There are sexy women of all colours and n...ationalities. But… ”The rest of that line was 'a sexy black woman is the sexiest of all', but I regretted using the word sexy in the first place, in case she thought I really was some kind of fetishist who was turned on by her ethnicity rather than her personality. Which was partly true.“But what?”“I’m sorry,” I blundered, “I shouldn’t have said you were. . Evening mein baat karte karte the mene kaha ki mujhe aur bhi chahiye…to usne pucha kya chahiye…Mujhe sab kuch chahiye…to usne pucha kya sab kuch??? To mene kaha mujhe uske saath sex karna hai…To wo boli ki ye possible nahi hai…mein usko whole day phone kar kar ke manane laga…Finally mene usse pucha ki mein usse drop karna chah ta hu……. To usne bola thik hai…mene usse kaha ki mein usse Friday ko drop karunga…Mein Friday ko mom and dad ko chod ke uske office gaya…pahochte pahochte 7 baj. "As far as I was concerned this was going to be the greatest weekend ever.I was actually looking forward to being dressed as a little girl for theweekend and all of next week. Seeing I had tons of vacation days, I wentinto work the next day and made arrangements to take off for a week.Plus, I also asked for that coming Friday as a vacation day. I figured Icould work Thursday and pack what I'm taking on Friday morning. All Ican say is the rest of the week passed slowly, as I couldn't wait. "I hope you can keep up with me."Renard laughed. "Oh sweetheart, I could say the same thing to you." I joined in with his laughter, propping myself up on one elbow and kissing him deeply. I snuggled back down against him and gently wrapped my hand around his now soft cock. I squeezed it gently and it pulsed and hardened slightly in my hand, but then went back to it's flaccid state. I tugged it, but it stayed soft. I giggled. Of course I knew that it wouldn't harden to its full state for a while.