I had almost forgotten I had said I would meet the guy in the bathroom, and then the door to the bathroom opened. Three black guys walk in. One guy wa... in his late thirties or so and well built, the other two were younger, maybe late twenties or early thirties and they were all well built. “This is the cocksucker I was telling you about”, said the older first guy. He was obviously the guy I had just sucked. “This bitch just sucked the hell out of my dick and wants more cock, and he loves black. I had always been into porn mags and would sneek dads to jack off with, and though I liked women I was drawn to the big cocks of the men in the pictures. I had by this time played with the idea of getting fucked by a man like those women in the mags and had used a home made toy to exp what it felt like to be penetrated, once I did it I kept playing that way as I enjoyed the way it felt. but at that time it was only a homemade toy not a real mans real cock. so that night I drove by the ABS and. And when we do, I want you wearing your clothes. I don’t need to show anyone that I own you. The fact that you can only go out with my permission will be plenty.??You mean, you want me wearing your clothes,? I pointed out.?Right. Now, take off my clothes, and put them in the dirty laundry.?I did so without hesitation. Within seconds, I was standing before my friend and mistress, completely naked.?Good. Come over here. I want to inspect my new slave.?Giggling, I walked slowly to Melissa. Melissa. I went up to him.“Need any help, even part time,” I said. He could see I was indigent. He looked around. You willing to get paid under the table.“Yes,” I said, “thrilled actually.” The man smiled and passed me the broom.It turned out I was making the legal minimum, but no benefits; that was the reason for the under the table shit. But now I’d be able to get me a cheap ass place again. Fifty-four-years-old and starting life over—for the third time. Fucking wonderful.Well, what the hell. Life’s.