She slid down a little further to get a better view. There it was! It was really pink, he had been circumcised, and for what it was worth considering ...he thought in all the pictures she’d seen they were funny looking, his thing looked kind of nice. She wondered if she should touch it. Or maybe just touch near it. Turner made her touch him once or twice. She hadn’t liked it. She never looked at Turner’s, didn’t want to. There was something different about Martin, always had been. She wondered. Mrs Yates as both boys knew her had been dumped by her husband who had run off with an Eastern European half his age. I’d always fancied Mrs Yates and enjoyed talking to her at parents nights and after school plays that the boys participated in. She always seemed rather prim and proper for a drama teacher but there was an undoubted hint of something wilder beneath her professional persona.After taking her for drinks & dinner one night, it was obvious to us both that we were ready to take it. Tom didn't like blacks Nor did he like the doctrine of multiculturalism. He didn't know that it was the desire and aim of all black men to fuck a white woman, now before them they had the agenda to satisfy their desires and not only that but this woman also had other items that they considered made a woman more desirable, large and sagging tits, a round and very white bum and a heavy forest of hair at her groin. "Morning Tea", her husband had said well for these men it was going to be just that. The entire courtyard was surrounded by a 6 foot hedge that was trimmed neatly across the tops. To the left was a deck with a large spa that could easily accommodate at least 6 people. To the right there was a set of stocks facing towards the spa. “Sarah, strip and stand beside the stocks. Rachel sit on the edge of the spa and wait for me to return.” Their Master ordered before slipping back inside the house and out of sight. Rachel nervously sat on the edge of the spa and watched as Sarah.