Some of the things I’ve told her: • I started jacking off when I was maybe 12 years old, and did at least 5 times a week then.• I’ve tasted my...cum• I use my pre-cum as a lubricant when masturbating• I like to watch myself ejaculate• I use her vibrator to masturbate• I still cum maybe once a week by myself• I watch myself in the mirror while masturbatingSome of the things I haven’t told her: • I actually masturbate and ejaculate several times a week• I look at pictures of her mother, sisters,. ” Then there was silence. I couldn’t see them anywhere. There was some giggling and some loose change fell on the floor somewhere above my head. The dispensary had a second floor and that’s where they were. The next morning I wandered into the dispensary for a look- see. I noticed a spiral staircase going up to a loft area. Major B.M. was just coming off the night shift so it must have been him with Sal. He asked what I was doing there and told me to leave. It was the same voice. Sal was. They gazed at me with unfriendly eyes. There are lots of black and Hispanic cops in the city of Atlanta. The Brown family is considered royalty there, and they’re on good terms with the black politicians, black policemen and white businessmen who rule the city. I was a stranger to the city, and they saw me as pure white trash. I stared at Chandra defiantly, but held my tongue. The cops asked her if she wanted to press charges. She looked at me, smiled and accused me of assaulting her and using. ‘My two sons, they’re fifteen year old twins, are doing their school studies in there, but with both doors closed we won’t disturb them too much.’ she explained as she closed what I saw was a heavily felted door and then pulled across an equally heavy, rather old-fashioned velvet curtain. ‘There, that should quieten things a bit.’ she added as she adjusted the drapes. ‘Now, let’s see what we can do to help you with this wretched piece – I think it’s hateful, but Marjorie does like to include.