Pain shot up her leg from the scrape on her left knee.Forehand, backhand, forehand, backhand; the slaps made her ears ring. "You fuckin' piece of whit... cunt, you don't come into my neighborhood without my permission. Now you got to pay the toll."Tony slapped her twice more, then calmly unzipped his pants, pulled out his thick, black cock and slapped her face with it several times. Finally he pressed it against her lips. "Open your white whore mouth," he ordered. She opened her mouth to give him. He was staring at the waiting shed in front of their house.John could never understand why he had said yes when he wanted to say no to his aunt Mabel. She was inviting him home to the province where he had grown up for a while until he had to leave for college in Manila. He was an orphan and his mother’s sister had taken him in after his parents died in a tragic car accident when he was ten.His siblings were also adopted into what was already a large family composed of Boy, his aunt’s alcoholic. After finishing our drinks we head back into the dance floor. The pulsing beat of the drums and the fast-paced music seem to fill the whole club with a kind of raw animal energy. As we dance, I can feel your body heat up, sweating as you move without inhibition. Suddenly the fast dance music ends and the band plays a slow, romantic ballad. We embrace and slowly rock to the beat. You are glowing, your heart beating fast. I enjoy your touch, your tight embrace. I look into your eyes, smile and. Things happened so fast. Up to this point, it’s only been fantasy. This is pretty safe since both of you are from out of town. None of our friends will know.”Chuck says, “It may not be totally up to you. She may want to continue. Tell us one of her favorite fantasies.”Mike tells them Lynn’s fantasy of meeting a businessman at a hotel lounge and going back to his room.Chuck says, “That’s a hot fantasy. Here’s how you can tell if she wants to fuck some more. When you go out to a show or dinner,.