The site was also a viable source for many of his liaisons because he hadn’t been one to frequent nightclubs or the other local hotspots where he lived in Short Pump, a burgeoning municipality in the northwest sector of Richmond, Virginia. A nice face, delicious set of breasts, or a succulent ass easily caught his attention. On other occasions, he was lured by a provocative profile detailing a woman’s wildest sexual fantasies.
At forty-three, Royale, a divorcee, believed he still had what it took to meet these women’s desires. He boasted of a generous, full head of dark brown hair that concealed his flecks of graying. His dark-mocha face still
maintained a youthful and sculpted structure that hadn’t given way to overweight. He was reasonably tall (six feet) and athletic, weighing about one hundred and ninety pounds. He was confident in his sexual skills, and he wasn’t reticent about it.
Several of Royale’s recent raunchy romps from TheBlackNFreaky.com he would pursue only black women especially after his forgettable summer meeting with a married white woman named Tammy, who went by the handle of AutumnLustNVa.
She had expressed in her profile a craving for an interracial hook-up. Her husband of twenty-three years became exceedingly unappealing to her because he had no stamina in bed and he was otherwise undesirable.
She claimed that she was five-eight, although the face picture that she e-mailed was of poor quality. When pressed for a more accurate description, she volunteered that she was brunette with some graying. She had a thirty-eight C breasts and some junk in the trunk that she promised was worth his while.
After several phone calls and online chat sessions on Interzero.com, they eventually met at an Economaster Inn near RIC airport since she worked in nearby Varina, a suburb community of Richmond in northeastern Henrico County. However, reality set in for Royale in a cruel way.
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