Taller than me by at least a foot, with big hair and big boobs, and purple-black skin, my friend Amanda is the best of the fuck buddies from my time in Dubai. I asked her out for a bet with my pals when we were on a long weekend. In the nightclub above a well-known hotel, with live music and more hookers than I think I’ve ever seen in one place, my mates teased me to go with her, because they saw me chatting pleasantly with this Amazonian woman, who just stood out next to me. She was head and shoulders taller than me, well it appeared that way with that Afro-style hair and high-heeled boots, with her tight jeans tucked into them.
We swapped mobile phone numbers and have kept in touch for the past 20-plus years, meeting up on our travels in other countries such as Thailand, Malaysia, and Europe. We still have online calls to this day. I certainly won that bet for she has been the most honest friend and one of the best blowjobs in my long life. I have written about our meeting in Desert Loves my first erotic novel. Amanda has such a warm heart, she is welcome to visit me or call me anytime and I may even visit her in her home now she is living on her own land in Nigeria. She has bought a smallholding and is the lady of the manor with a few cows, worked by a local woman and happily living the relaxed life she deserves. She got married in Ghana a couple of years back but that didn’t…
