The foot traveled up to his thigh and didn’t stop. It finally came to rest at his crotch, the sole of her foot pressed against his hard dick. The pe...ndant became warmer still, nearly hot. Even from their corner of the restaurant there were other customers in view of their hanky-panky and it was working hard to maintain some illusion of normalcy. Now that Cameron was bigger and stronger, his skin seemed thicker too. The heat didn’t bother him much.“Mmm,” Sara said, nearly moaning, “feels pretty. The room was surprisingly large. I flicked the light switch. A single naked light bulb filled the room with a sickly pale light. In the middle of the room against the wall was an old iron bed. The mattress was lumpy and had stains all over it. It smelled like piss. There were sheets folded on the mattress. Against another wall was a sink. There was no bathroom. That, the clerk had told me, was located down the hallway and was communal, meaning all the guests on that floor had to share it.I. Her high tinkling laugh drifted to me across the noise of the cafe as they shared some unknown joke. I felt a moment of envy for the man serving her. I wanted to have those green eyes flashing at me – to have that laugh responding to some comment of mine. Then I acknowledged the envy for the foolishness it was and let it fade away.I turned away and looked out the window when I saw her paying for her order. I could clearly see her reflection in the glass but this way she wouldn't see me staring. Why do you ask?" No reason, really. I've known quite a few couples, some happy, some less so." Couples like us?" Yeah. A lot of my friends have been white. I meet them in my business and through my friends."Do you like to be with couples?" I found myself asking."Very much. You see I find I can bond with married white people and that they appreciate me."I gulped. "You mean you can, er… bond with their wives, too?" Don't be surprised when I tell you that there are an amazing number of white.