Finally..."Bell Law Firm This is Nanette. How May I help you?"Just hearing Nanette's voice hurt my heart."Hello. My name is Kevin Townsend, and I was ...eferred to Jim and Colleen Bell by George Masset, Chief of Staff to President Dryden." As soon as those words left my mouth, I realized how ridiculous they sounded, and hoped she didn't giggle and hang up on me."Good Morning Mr. Townsend, How may we help you?"So far so good."Ma'am, I was shot when President Gray was killed. Now that it is. It made me more and more excited as we started to hear people honk their horns at us, or whistle and yell. My hubby rolled down the rear window of the hatch and it was as though we were just fucking outside in public. We stopped at a light and heard some shouts from a truck slightly behind us in the lane over. Two young guys in a 4x4 were hanging out the windows yelling fuck that bitch, give it to her, and various other filthy things. Shane said "I'm going to cum Baby. This set me off as well. ?John’s mind reeled. He had visions of a savage Mandingo warrior with a gigantic dick fucking his asshole, making it his own. His own cock surged in anticipation. His asshole throbbed as he looked around the room, all the Black men he’d sucked off were idly stroking their hard dicks waiting for the final act of the show. Eric ushered the last person down the stairs but John’s eyes were filled with terror. It was a fat, sloppy, dim-witted white guy. ?Please, no, please, Mommy? Daddy! . When the alarm clock started ringing at 4AM, Lana rolled over and felt the pain in her sides from the beating that she sustained the night before at the hands of the man that was supposed to love her. She pulled herself out of bed and into the bathroom for a morning shower. Looking into the small shaving mirror that Jay has in the shower, she could easily see that her face was already starting to show some signs of bruising.After her shower, Lana went into the kitchen and made her a small pot.