It would be all black guys…"Are you willing to be a total slut for one more evening? Nothing will be off limits?" He asked me. I answered I was read... to be a total slut for him and anyone he would command me…Friday night was set for the meeting. Victor would be out of town all weekend. I did not dare to tell him I would be gangbanged by five huge black cocks during all night long….When I arrived at Jones place that evening, he led me into the living room. He looked over me from my feet to my. After a lifetime he reached some cover under a bush and rested for a few minutes. It was time to see how badly he was hit. He stuffed his handkerchief into to hole in his side. Gingerly he felt around. The pain told him when he had found the exit wound. He stuffed some dry grass into it to try and stop the bleeding or they wouldn't have to find him, he would die from loss of blood. He carried on looking; it seemed to be the only wound, until his hand reached my head. The pain made him grey out. It wasa bit anticlimactic as no one seemed to notice. He spotted Sue dressedin a beautiful aquamarine sleeveless dress that he'd never seen before. Sue was surrounded by a bevy of club members all apparently vying forher attention.@ @ @ @He approached her from the side and said in his best girlie voice,"Welcome home Sue, it's good to have you back."She gave a disinterested look to the attractive woman with theexaggerated makeup. The expression on her face was priceless when sherealized the. We’ll give some of the rock to our two Mexicans to spread it around their neighborhoods. That’s possible.”“No, it isn’t. Think, Bianca, think. Think about it! They sling a bag to the wrong person, and all of our crack, along with our two best workers, will be deported to Mexico. And you know what? I may join them there. If we don’t have that cash, I have to leave. I can’t stay here. We would forfeit everything.Even our marriage plans.”“I’m sorry, boo. Sounds like you’re really stressed out..