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When I lived in New York, I lived in Manhattan in a managed block of apartments. Around the corner was a bar which had a large TV screen that showed UK football on a Saturday night that had been played earlier in the day in the UK. It was a magnet for expats every Saturday. One of the bar staff, Roxanne (aka Roxy),looked very similar to this black whore and, as I went nearly every Saturday, I became very friendly with her. One night I invited her back to my apartment after the match and the end of her shift. She accepted and we had magnificent sex. I lived in NY for just over a year and we had great sex. I treated her well with presents, took her to the movies, to upmarket restaurants, to the beach and on trips to Atlantic City. She loved being pampered as NY men didn't do anything like that, certainly not black men - they just wanted to use her and fuck her. She responded and showed her gratitude with great sex together. When I left she bought me a present which was a her name and mine set in a necklace. I have never worn it, but I still have it.
