The humiliation washed over me a wave. He led me out of the bar and felt like his prisoner, I heard some hushed whispers, “Pore cuckold bastard, tha... nigger will ruin her.”He had me get into his car. He looked at me as he started the car. That smirking smile on his face. He looked at me, his dark eyes burned into me and felt his contempt. I knew he believed he was superior to me. He reached over and put his big paw of hand on my shoulder, squeezed till I felt a hard twinge of pain.“It isn’t. He asked me to make him a website for his fans to visit, not to mention perspective film makers. So Ed showed up at 7:10 PM, right on time. Well only ten minutes late, this is on time for my customers.Ed was a 6' 4" 225 pound giant of a man. He was also the color of coffee with one cream. His head was shaved as well as most of his other body parts. I shot pictures of him at various stages of undress. Topless, in his underwear, and naked as the day he was born. He insisted that his penis be hard. "What do you say we call them?"(Oh my god, I've sucked his cock again and now he wants me to do his friends) It was back – the dread and regret for having done this again – and I stood up and backed toward the door. I could see that look on his face (he thinks he's got control of you) had turned to confusion."Hey, where you going?" He swiveled his chair in my direction, "Let's make it a day, OK? I'll get some beer, and call up a few friends...and..." I cut him off."I'm sorry...I. But she was too chicken open her legs to a strange man, and had long ago given up the hope of getting a good come from her husband. For the last ten years they'd fucked without her feeling anything in the encounter... not even disgust, which dismayed her.The couple sat and stared at the now closed door, their thoughts miles apart but both centred on the same thing, really. Fucking.When Meat entered the house, Jan closed the door quickly, though she knew her neighbours had seen her standing.