In walks a young black guy (looked 17, he was actually 28,) but did look alot younger. Pretty good looking k**. As we smoked and talked the "crack ho"...called me aside and explained that he had the dope and said he would smoke with us if he got to fucked the crack ho. That's why she brought him back. Free dope and she gets laid. Being my first black man, I was very,very, curious at how big this guy's cock was. I have always thought black men are so hot! From day 1. I was getting hard just. . to know that you sucked a boy's cock and swallowed his cum? Twice too. You were only told to do it once, but you did it twice. Yeah, that boy will surely remember."The more the stranger spoke, the more defeated and helpless Marge felt. "Okay, but not here," the preacher's wife said softly, succumbing to the stranger's threats."We either do it here or we go out and talk to all those nice people out there. Who knows, maybe they'll want to see your birthmark. Ha ha."The preacher's wife nodded. ”The monologue is delivered at speed, with a manic edge of a junky.“I lost everything. My husband went when I stopped being ‘pretty’ ... He took my daughter. My family won’t talk to me because of all the videos, and because I stole from all of them ... I don’t have any friends, because all my friends are either still into drugs, or they’re dead ... I’ve got nothing...” Then she looks up at us with that bright smile. “Except my health ... I’m not dead!!” Then the smile disappears, and she holds. Paul was cool, never rising to the occasion when meaningless arguments cropped up. From his point of view, I was probably just skulking since my long-awaited tryst with Irina had been such a dud. In a way, that was true.But, truth be told, Irina was far from my mind during those long August days. The experience had left me a little underwhelmed, and my disenchantment with her was overshadowed by this seemingly big mystery surrounding Paul and Tony. I watched him closely as we goofed around at.