. I guessed that it was caffeine, and lots of it, for me and the Bottoms ... and the rest of the growing tribe. Little did I know that the tribe was r...ady to grow yet again.It was Deacon Aaron Jones himself, looking a bit sore, tired, and worried for his part. I was glad that he wasn’t taking this so well, naturally. The racist asshole deserved to suffer more than a little, though I hadn’t gotten a chance to mail out the tape. Well, now I was naked as the day I was born, but luckily, as soon as. See you is lookin to gets yo ass spanked he said while on the phone with him. Yeah been wanting a good spanking from a black man I told him..... Yeahs I seen yo ad when you wants that ass spanked ? I'am free tonight you bouts it ? He said.....Sure Mr Hank, I addressed him as......Ok's see you tonight bouts 8 send me the address....Yes sir will do see you then I said......All excited I started getting ready some hours later for Hank's arrival................Some minutes after 8 a pickup pulled. When we all began pawing each other while we danced together, she started grabbing my ass, too. The make-out session that followed included so much tonsil hockey that I halfway expected to grow my own tonsils back. She was absolutely in a frisky mood now.While Ray led one of the co-eds to the nearest john to fuck the hell out of her, and the other one twerked with the remaining boyfriend (who wasn’t even hers), I pushed her dress upwards. It was soon obvious that she wore ... nothing under that. We had a few drinks and Liz decided she fancied going clubbing – not to the clubs that her & Lisa used to frequent when ‘out on the pull’ but an indie club called the Warehouse if I remember correctly. We walked round there and I was pleasantly surprised to find it was only a couple of quid to get in. Brilliant music – lots of Joy Division, New Order, The Cure, The Jam etc etc. We bumped into Emma & Tasha, I didn’t think it was their sort of music, although Tasha was a bit of an ‘indie chick’,.