Now, why is it that I get thedistinct impression that Darryl is not all that enthused withthis particular idea?*~-~"You see," Marie was explaining, "w...en Jane and I were atEastmore, I would always notice when one of the real girls was...uncomfortable, and we could help her. The special students..." You mean the boys in skirts," Darla interrupted, sourly."You do that so well, darling," Marie chided, "Just remember touse just that tone of voice regularly when you have your bouts ofPMS. Now, if I. I turn my head and look over my shoulder at you, my blue/green eyes wide with anticipation, a great deal of excitement and a little nervousness, all portrayed with a sweet and innocent smile. You lean forward gently kissing my cheek, and smile reassuringly. Stepping back, the smile on your face vanishes, and with the same authoritative tone as before you speak. ‘Now, face forward and spread your legs wider…’ Complying with your instructions I do as you tell me and feel my heart beating faster.. But there is one thing I can do now.Back at Brittany's and Jon's apartment she was again dancing for him. As soon as they had entered the apt she had went to the CD player had chosen a certain CD, and started it. Now she was shaking her top causing her breasts to jiggle rather nicely. Next she exacuted a couple high kicks that allowed Jon to see under her skirt. She spun around and flipped her skirt up to show him her thong underwear.Then she slide up to him and said, "I have only danced like. He wanted to share me with some of his black friends.When we entered the place, he led me to a row of free seats. He made me bend over a seat and lifted my short dark blue dress up my waist. He had ordered me not to wear any thong that might…Then he positioned behind me and soon I felt his hard huge black cock invading my wet cunt. He fucked me like a slut.Soon I could see some other people approaching to us. But all they were Jerome’s friends. All were black guys; huge black guys… My Black.