“Hi. My name’s Jyothi. Are you Max?”“Yes. I am. Nice to meet you.” I extended my hand. My God. She was so hot. She had flowing curly and wav...y black hair, amazing tits, and an ass to die for. Her shorts were riding up her hot ass. Her skin was medium brown and she had these amazing luscious lips. My dick started to dart in my shorts. Shit! she noticed.I got my keys and unpacked in my room. Jyothi followed me. She gave me a devilish grin. I didn’t know how to take it. “So what made you decide to. ”“We signed a non-disclosure agreement and reached a settlement. Jamie can tell you the details.”He pulled out his legal pad and read off the details from his notes.“You can’t reveal any of this to anyone, Joyce,” Jamie said. “And that includes other board members, and staff.”“So the little bastard walks away free?” she asked.I chuckled, “Dave commented that it was too bad that my Italian friends weren’t Mafiosi, because that would allow us to put a contract out on him!”Joyce’s eyes twinkled at. Dawn, on the other hand, looked like she was majoring in Sloppy Dressing 101 in college, instead of economics. At least they know I like black people, Laura thought as she hurried Dawn toward the elevator. The Gibsons too were black and had already seen Laura with Ada one Saturday morning. They're going to think all my girlfriends are black, Laura thought, suddenly giggling as she realized it was true."My neighbors upstairs," she whispered to Dawn in the elevator, suddenly feeling her heart. "Good idea," he told her and making sure she would be OK, went down to his apartment to jump into the shower for a quick washing off. As he was fastening his tie, the intercom crackled and David said, "Sir. Mister Wilson just pulled in the drive. He requested you and Mrs. Milton meet him in the conference room." David, I don't remember seeing it. Please, where is it." It's right off the Great Hall, Sir. You'll see it." Thank you David." You're welcome, Sir."Jason thought to himself, "I could.