" Well, we need to put the glass away, no glass by the hot tub." Not being a "hot tub" person, I did not know what alcohol and a hot tub do. I was ...ot a big drinker, After that one glass, I was a little dizzy. Our conversation was small talk. I found out that Dave (the friend of mine that turned me onto the job at Weinstocks) was a mutual acquaintance. As she asked me questions, I kept it lite. I did not know what our mutual friend told her, nor did I really know what type of. That all changed this past summer (2015)Across the hall, two young college age guys moved in and they immediately noticed the effeminate sissy boy next door. I tried to avoid them as much as possible though I did sort of like the humiliation when they laughed at me and called me a queer and a sissy. After about two months around August, they started taking the verbal assaults up a notch from laughing at me to giving me orders.For instance, on the weekends, the older of the two, Bret, would come. He took my top knot and forced me to my knees. "Unzip my pants," he said.I was on my knees, my head kind of twisted to an angle because of the grip in my hair. I did as he told me. Oh well, what the fuck, it was only a blow job – at worst a fuck – I had done it all before, with Davis. I unbuckled and unzipped his pants. They fell to the floor. I didn't have to be told – like all black men he wanted to be served. I eased his undershirts down. He had a big cock, about 8 inches, no worse than. I offer Willa Nation Taylor the highest award of this land. It is called the President’s Award. We may have to change that to the Governor’s Award if we join with the US.”Poncho was watching as the Mother Marries were receiving two things he was going to talk about, “The next award goes to all of the scouts. I asked the question; how many did that leave us? I was thinking 30,000 or more. My second son, First Lieutenant Diego, said, “None sir. We went back and finished the JOB!” The noise was.