Part of it was the strangeness of hercomment and a part of it was because he was feeling a bit light headed.He looked down at his arm at the artwork h... allowed her to draw on him.Was it his imagination or was it glowing? Another shake of his head andhe started moving again. Two more periods to get through and then homefor the night."Shit!" thought Greg. "I didn't even ask her out."Chapter 2Greg reached home late in the afternoon. The walk home was not overlyremarkable mainly because he could. Pete watched as the black woman sat on the mat in front of Peggy’s face and the husband lifted Peggy’s seemingly lifeless body by her hips. Peggy was on all fours with her face inches from a black pussy and a huge black cock lingering menacingly behind her shapely ass. Peggy felt herself lifted back into position to be fucked again and when she opened her eyes she was staring at a black pussy. Peggy assumed that it was the woman’s husband behind her and she shivered when she remembered the size. Handing Ann the keys was the pool boy from the Beau Rivage that had served them earlier that day. Ann slipped him a $50 bill. Anne in a soft voice said "Oh, I still owe you a tip from earlier at the pool. I don't have any more cash on me but what time do you get off?" "I get off in a few minutes." offered the young man. " "Could you swing by our room and pick up your tip?" questioned Ann. "I could but I'm not sure my ride would have the time. I only live a couple of miles away. I'll call and. Scared for her life, she tried to get up, but she was weak and dazed and she fell back down. Unable to walk she tried to crawl away, hearing a voice laugh at her as she tried. Before she could get far she felt the figure grab a hold of her, pulling her back by her legs, she tried to struggle, but it was to no avail, whoever it was, was too strong for her, especially in her current state. Angie felt a hand reach around and squeeze her breast; she tried to swing at the attacker and screamed.