That keeps her happy – and her mouth full of black cunt, just the way she likes it!’‘In fact’, added her blonde lover, eyeing my school unifor..., ‘the last black bitch to drop her panties for us was wearing the same uniform you are – I’ll bet you know her, she was hot stuff.’ I gasped in wet arousal at the prospect that any of the girls at my school, black or white, was an active promiscuous lesbian.The uniformed guard took up her stance, leaning back against one of the desks, her hips resting. He was leaning against his motorcycle looking cooler than anyone’s boyfriend had a right to look. I skipped over to him and he caught me in his arms and kissed me breathless. A few other students walking by were staring but we both ignored them. ‘What are you doing here?’ I asked when he put me down. ‘I thought you had a shift at the restaurant today.’ ‘Tony gave me the day off,’ he replied with a grin. ‘You know how much that guy loves me.’ The manager of ‘Anthony’s Italian Eatery’ couldn’t. "Have a seat and we'll talk about it."The tall blonde turned towards the couch, but before she could take a seat Miranda lifted her feet and scooted the ottoman towards her."No, not the couch. Have a seat here, in front of me, so I can see you better."Pam looked at her, arrogance now totally gone from her expression. She slowly smoothed her skirt and sat upright on the low stool. Her blue eyes never left Miranda's face as she clutched her purse on her knees. "What do you want from me?" she. His face was red and angry and he grabbed me by the shoulders started to shake me, his spittle flying as he yelled into my face."You fucking around with the punters? You some smart cunt who rips off my customers? You willing to gamble with the lives of your sister and your niece because you don't want a dick in you?" You're a fucking transvestite whore, and the last time you were in Chelmsford you sucked and fucked your way through five years of hard time. You can tell everyone your bullshit.