The central figure was a dark black man with a muscular build and about 25 years old. He was surrended by younger black men who seemed to worship him.... I told Melinda, "I wish the bartender could just deliver you to their table." She replied, "I can get their attention easier than that," and walked onot the dance floor with a wiggle in her hips.On the floor, Melinda began to sway to the music and jut her hips and boobs out. She was right, too because the main black watched her with lust and. Her heart pounding as she watch with excitement waiting and feeling for the tips of his fingers to find her now wet flesh. The touch of his fingers sliding between the moist folds of skin was divine and she sighed gently in appreciation as he flicked against the bumpy clit. She parted her thighs more allowing him to enter her with his finger tips. Soon she was enjoying his finger fucking, her wet tunnel of love gushing in response and she grabbed his head, pushing his face into her breast. He. "You're in high spirits today, have you heard something?" Eva asked as soon as we were seated."No, I just feel good today," I lied."You will," she answered, making we wonder if she knew more than she let on. Two days later I was promoted to head teller.I hadn't seen or had any contact with Randy. I wondered if he even remembered me. There was a freshman football game at the local school and I wanted to go. Patty flatly refused. She said she detested football but I knew the real reason. She was. Very different to my perfume. My heart raced as I also realisedthe funfair was an ideal place for him to display his 'pastel princess',his latest trophy that he had complete possession over.I had to turn and lock the door and I did so with care, well aware myback would be to him allowing him to see all over me. I could feel hispresence near by and just how deep his breathing sounded. I jolted a bit as he leaned in and kissed me lightly on the cheek. Idared not move in case I annoyed him anyway..