The Black Book Of The Nature Boy 05
It was April 28, 2006, and the full moon shone brightly over Manhattan. I was cruising in my brand new silver Lamborghini Murciélago down the FDR Drive, flying passed vehicles like the Silver Surfer. I had my Hispanic girlfriend, Arlene with me. She was a gorgeous Hispanic woman with a flawless tanned complexion. Arlene was 5’4 with killer body measurements of 36-25-35. The powder-blue dress she wore complemented her figure perfectly. She also had long black hair, dazzling brown eyes and a...