We all went to that college. There were two black men. An old one and a young one. The old one was Mark and young was Joseph. They asked dad why Hari ...cored so low. Dad was unable to answer many questions as he wasn’t home for most of the time. Mom was begging to give admission to him.“Ok here is my visiting card only you and Hari come to that address this evening,” Mark said to mom. We went home. Dad was getting ready for office. Meanwhile, mom and Hari were talking like lovers. I took a lunch. Why couldn’t this many guys at my school think I’m worth looking at? While playing cards, we made it interesting where you had to take a drink if you lost a hand. (We were playing black jack.) I was intentionally going way over 21, and George was the first to say something, mainly because I was drinking his alcohol. So I was pretty drunk pretty quick. Having had only about 6hrs of sleep the night before, I started to get very sleepy around 5pm. I told them I was going to take a nap now, and. John pushed Maureen against the bar whispering in her ear that he knew she was a good girl and would do as he asked. Maureen nodded slowly that she would. John went to work pushing his hand up Maureens dress and pulling her panties aside. With his other hand he pressed a ben-wa ball to her slit. Maureen gasped softly as it entered her. John then added another..then another and rearranged Maureens panties to hold the balls in. She stared into his eyes as he took her hand and pulled her away. The. What I wanted to surprise her with was the ice cream shop was a 45 minute to an hour flight away. What neither she nor her parents knew was that I had been flying since I graduated from high school having received my private pilot license as a graduation gift. My dad knew I wanted to get into an aviation career of some sort and told me that if I wanted to go on to other ratings on my license that I was on my own. I had also graduated from engineering school recently, since we had been dating.