He shook his head. "Good luck," he said. He left, closing the door behind him.The black guy was looking at me with a hard look. He was about 30, six f...oot two, at least 200 pounds and ripped. He was wearing a tanktop. He had a shave head and a goatee. His arms were bigger than my legs, and covered in tattoos. "You know how to suck cock?" He asked me. "And don' lie – I seen the lipstick an' high heels in your bag."I nodded. He stood there staring at me. "Stan' up," he ordered. "I wanna' check. " Suit yourself. It was just a suggestion. That's all."To Chad, all too many suggestions from women sounded more like demands.At least this was one he didn't have to follow!Mel walked out to Andrea's desk with a folder full of paperwork in herhands. She dropped the folder on Andrea's desk as if she wasn't happywith it, turned on her heel, and headed back to her office. Andreawatched her for a moment, then picked up the folder and looked throughit. There wasn't anything wrong there as far. The look she gave Chloe was as explicit as if the message had been engraved: “You’re not in charge. I don’t have to go out unless I choose to. But, this time, I choose to.” Chloe closed the door behind her.She walked back to the doorway into the living room. She stood there until Todd responded to her silent presence. He turned his face toward her, still keeping his hand on the book.“Bet you can’t catch me,” she said. She crept forward as silently as she could. Todd rose, and walked towards the. It seems like hours but is probably only a minute or two, before he tells me to turn over and lays down next to me on his side, so we are facing each other."I can't wait," he says "To see your belly grow and know that it is my child." He reaches out and places a hand on my abdomen, approximately where said bump will be, hopefully. "I want to fuck you from behind when you are full and round and heavy with a black child." I want to drink from your nipples and watch you squirm, knowing that it was.