Walter’s conversation over dinner was quite interesting since he had been to the Middle East recently by steamship. Pamela found him entertaining an...d wished his taste in sexual partners was different. They both kept an eye out for a possible candidate who could spend some special time with Walter. “The older man in the blue suit with the mustache. Do you know him ?”, Pamela asked turning her head discreetly in his direction“I know him to see him, especially in this restaurant. Who is the lady. “Can we go somewhere more comfortable?” she asked.“I was about to suggest that,” Matt lied in reply. Though, a short walk would be good, to give Matt a chance to recover. This girl needed all that Matt could give her, for as long as possible. “We can go to my car. It has big, comfortable seats,” Matt recommended, picking up her tossed dress.“Okay,” the girl replied, still slightly out of breath, picking up her shoes.They walked to his car in the parking lot. During the entire walk, Matt’s arm. I did explain how we had plan on having a black baby and the how she miscarriage. I told him how depress she was and I was hoping this trip will bring her back. Yea I know why would a complete stranger want to hear all this.But he did give me an answer to my problems I did not think about, I thanked him. His name was Jamel.For the rest of the day I saw other white women getting rub down and the Jamaican men running their black hands on the good spots. My dick did twitch but it is not the same. After relaxing together for an hour or so, John stretched and got up, the four girls watching him expectantly.“I think I’m about done with Gravitus for now.” he said emphatically.“Do you girls want to do anything else here, or shall we head back up to the ship?” he asked them curiously.The girls were all eager to get back to the Invictus too, each of them with projects in mind that they were anxious to get started with. John helped them up and the girls rapidly packed up the vast array of new.