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but no one, and I mean no one, could even come close to Julie. For the first time in my life, I was in total awe of a beautiful woman. I gazed into her eyes and saw a lust that would devour me. I flew into her arms with the fire of the afterburn and as my tongue reached into her mouth, bringing us to a place where dreams were made and lives were lost, I welcomed the loss of my life. She responded by taking my tongue and pulling it into her mouth like it contained the cure for a hundred diseases. I took my foot and kicked the door shut as I relished our passion. The softness of her breasts against my chest, the warmth of her vagina against my leg, was sending my head into orbit. I stepped back from her to open my shirt, but my response was a little too late. Julie grabbed my shirt and ripped it open as I unzipped my pants and dropped them to the floor. She pulled me back into her as I stepped out of my pants. I kissed her on her face, her cheeks, her nose and her eyes.

“I love you; I love you,” I said as I kissed down to her breasts. Going from left to right, I sucked them as if they were the juice of life.

“Donald, Donald,” she whispered between bites on my earlobe, driving me to a state of frenzy. As I brought my face back up to hers, I went back to greet her tongue with mine. I spread her legs with my arm as she jumped up onto my waist, her secretions warm against my stomach. I went down on one knee, then another, taking her with me to the middle of the living room floor. I quickly pushed my feet out, one after another, as I brought Julie down onto my manhood.

Inch-by-inch she allowed me into her. It was God’s wish, the devil’s party and our passion. There was no past, no future, just the present and everyone wanted a piece of it. I had never needed to be inside a woman like I needed to then.

“I love you, Donald,” she said, as a tear fell from her eye onto my shoulder.

“I do, too, with all my heart,” I said as she started to ride me, pulling me deeper into her with every movement. I reached over and brought her face to mine as, once more, I wanted every liquid in our bodies mixing at the same time. I had thrown caution to the wind. If, for some reason, Julie was harboring the deadly sexual diseases of our time, I had given them access to my body. I wanted her and everything that she had. As she continued to use her passion, her body and her spirit, I felt the tremors in her body. Her tremors were soon joined by a weakness in the evolution of man. She had reached out on passion hill to me and together her body shook and my thrust came up in uncontrollable passion. This time it was her who locked my mouth with hers and man and woman were back to their essence. She went into uncontrollable convulsions, taking me and my gift of life far up inside of her. We both fell to the side, my penis still inside of her; our bodies locked together. I stared into her eyes and saw what the angels sang about; what men and women had killed for over the years. I saw a union of two souls.

There were no words to be spoken as we lay locked in each other’s arms. Her eyes told me everything that I wanted to hear. Her eyes fluttered, then closed, and I soon joined her in a land where two people who found each other stayed together forever.

“I guess you really like the food here,” Brian said as he took a seat opposite me. “Or maybe just the owners.”

I had told Brian about my encounter with Brenda, whom I was meeting for dinner. He had called me a little after 2:00 p.m., after I had left Julie’s. I agreed to see him before Brenda arrived.

“You want something to drink?”

“Yeah, something very strong, like a Black Man’s Heart Attack.” Brian drummed his fingers on the table and looked around the room. “Julie has done a complete three-sixty on me.”

The waitress had seen Brian take a seat at my table so when I lifted my hand, she came right over. “Let me get a Black Man’s Heart Attack.”

“Do you want double the Hennessy for five dollars more?” she asked.

I looked over at Brian, who hadn’t even noticed the curves on the waitress. “Yeah, I think