"Look, Andrew, I know who you are. We went to High School together, remember?"There was the click of high-heels on the hardwood floor. The kitchen doo... creaked open. The girl stood behind a screen door, trembling with fear."How did you find me?" she asked."I followed you," Malcolm said. "I was worried about you." No one was ever worried about me before," the girl said.The screen opened and she waved Malcolm in.The black youth stepped into the homely kitchen. He towered over the girl, but was. I could only move so much to it was more miss than hit. I got some cramps after a while but they went away about the time he exploded in my bowels. It felt like he was giving me a cum enema! When he left I pulled my panties up, grabbed my purse and headed for the toilet; I really had to pee! While I was there I took a few minutes to straighten my clothes, fix my hair a little and do a quick makeup repair. I was looking a little ‘shop-worn.’Returning to the same booth I was teased by a guy in. Another quick glance at the clock told him Julia's poor bottom was now at three minutes of continuous punishment, so he switched tactics. He stopped alternating cheeks and started spanking only her right cheek and thigh. He kept like this going for thirty seconds and noted with some satisfaction that he’d managed to fit 62 smacks into that time. Then he switched to the other side for the last thirty seconds.By the time he was done, Julia's yelps were loud and frantic. Her legs kicked wildly and. Character lines framed his eyes. Gray hair spread like weeds through the brown. ‘At least I still have my hair.’ A scar from an excised basal cell carcinoma, faintly visible next to his left ear, reminded him of all the sunny hours on the sailboat were being paid for in grams of flesh. After rinsing off the soapy residue, he stood back for appraisal. Routine exercise kept him toned and able to compete with men ten years younger. Well, maybe five years younger. Occasionally women still looked —.