I blush, take another sip of wine, and lay my fingers in yours. Instantly you whisk me out my chair onto my feet. It is only now that you can fully ap...preciate my stunning silhouette beneath the form-fitting dress. You are momentarily speechless, holding me as your eyes wander down my lithe body, but you quickly recover and begin twirling me around and around. You are a graceful and exquisite dancer, and I marvel at the way you can hold me so delicately yet at the same time lead me in the waltz. Asian guys. Even Black guys. My mouth has a habit of getting me in trouble. Simply put, I refuse to let folks intimidate me. I don’t care if you’re male or female, Black or white, straight or gay. If you mess with me, I will tell you exactly what I think of you. Don’t get in my way. Yeah, these habits of mine pissed off a lot of people. To the point that my parents were worried. They sent me to Ottawa, to stay with my uncle Leonard Vincent and his wife Nancy Marseille Vincent along with their. I look down again and take his second ball into my mouth. Not much room left now. I swill them around again. They are warm and hairy in mouth. Click, flash. Nike guy is still taking photos. They still feel like they are full of sperm, but I am sure that can not be right. He has already cum on or in me twice. I can feel myself getting into the zone. I am feeling hungry in the pit of my stomach? hungry for cock. I tug on his balls once more and then release them. I take a deep breathe. My left. He raised a fingerto silence his younger sister when she was about to introduce me.Reaching out he gently lifted my fingers. "You must be the very lovelyPrincess Alex," his lips brushed my fingers and I felt my heart skip abeat. "Welcome to the Free Quadrants, might I be so bold as to ask aheadof time for at least one dance?" Ohh, ummm, yes thank you," I stammered an answer. I was nervous all overagain. I'd just accepted my first dance and we weren't even there yet. Ofcourse there was the other.