He told me if I really wanted to do this, to meet him at an address on Troupe Street here in Valdosta.As I drove to the address he gave me, I was nerv...us but so excited. Questions kept running though my mind, was I really going to fuck a black guy I just met? Should I go home? Am I a slut now? All these questions in my mind but I didn’t care, my pussy was hot and I wanted to fuck.When I drove up to the address he gave me, I saw him setting on the steps out front smiling and still holding his. It was eighty-four feet long and eighteen feet wide, making it among the largest boats on Table Rock Lake and was appointed beautifully. Besides two large staterooms, the boat was cleverly designed to use space beneath the floors for two more bedrooms.I knew from my one day career at the marina that this boat was on a lease back from an owner that never used it and it would probably sell for far less than it was worth because the owner needed money. Instead of three-hundred thousand dollars –. The girl’s cotton pants looked transparent a bit and he could notice the white strip of her white thongs’ material. On top of that, Kate swayed her tight ass erotically. Mike turned his head and kept on walking. The day was so good that he thought, “If everything goes right, I’ll try to talk Ted out of turning Clair and Kate, mother and daughter, into whores. I think he must do it for his old friend. No big deal!” With that intention Mike stepped inside the Sperlings’ house. Clair, Kate’s. Maybe Stella and the Baker kids would hate her, sever all relations with her; maybe Stella would even go so far as to ask for a divorce.No, she thought, oh no! For the same thing could happen to her, if the witness in the other house told the story to her own husband. Facing Bill would be very difficult, especially when she would have to admit that she had sucked another man's cock, an act that Bill had never approved of.Clenching her fingers into the pillow, she squeezed her eyes tightly shut.