Then they found it turned them on to have me film them. Another night they had me clean Sara with my mouth after they finished. All the while they too... more and more embarrassing photos of me for blackmail.All this was just a precursor to where I now find myself, staring at John’s impressive cock from only 3 inches away. Told you we’d get back to his cock soon enough. John and Sara had just finished fucking and John’s cock was covered in their combined juices. It was Sara’s idea that I clean it. " A new kind of networking," I said."I don't think I understand," Alice said."Forget it. It's just my idea of topical humor," I told her. "But you've gotta admit, we're an odd couple, you and I. I mean, when you envisioned your first post-convent date, you weren't thinking of a black jock, I'll bet." I don't think of you, even now, as a jock," Alice said. "You don't act like a jock is supposed to act. And -- forgive me -- I don't think of you as being black, either. I mean, I'm conscious of. But every night my mother had made sure the door was closed to her bedroom. The first night after my father left that changed, and her door was open. Once again I was treated to her slowly undressing in front of her mirror. I watched, captivated, this time making no effort to pretend to be asleep as she performed her striptease. The second I sniffed (I had a slight cold coming on that night) however, she jumped as though realising her situation and closed her door, staring straight at me as. Tuesday, February 11, 2003Kaleigh and I were enjoying one of my made from scratch Hawaiian pizzas (sugar cured ham, Canadian bacon, green peppers, pineapple, and 3 cheeses) in front of my TV. We were watching St. John's hold off a furious 2nd half rally by Villanova, while flipping to check on the Toronto Maple Leafs versus the Edmonton Oilers' hockey game. Kaleigh had finally convinced me to splurge and get the 'Center-Ice' Package, since she said she wanted to learn more about my favorite.