It was a huge black guy and boy was he pissed off ranting about how that white pig of a police officer took him in just because he was black...blah bl...h blah I went into a corner and tried not to let him see me as I am white too but he noticed me and came over he had a nasty gleam in his eye and when he stood in front of me from where I was sitting I could see the bulge in his pants he had a huge cock I had heard that they did but had never seen one up close it was impressive suddenly my drunk. I wanted something more like Tara – the fictional plantation in Gone With The Wind. It didn’t even need to sound that dramatic. I even wanted a pastoral feel to the name since we were in the country. I had put out the need for a better name to everyone, and declared I was the judge and jury on what the winning name was. In fact, I wanted every one of us to love the new name.Standing around in the early afternoon sun were Elsa, Cindy, Sheila, Melanie, KC, and me, plus Greg, Kim, Pam, and Sean,. He probed her as he had done on a number of occasions when his father had been only a few feet away. Now there was no one to worry about, no one to keep him from sticking his blood filled cock between the round warm globes of his mother’s ass. Tim wasted no time, he slipped his hands around under her arms and hefted her breasts under the snug coat. They felt different to him. Softer. He tried unbuttoning the coat, but the button hole was snug and he fumbled time after time.“Tear it open, pull. The rest of my life. No pressure.She said that I was going to have to lose 'Lucy.' Too many associations. "You're not a comedienne. You're not funny. Don't let it go there."I was in the middle of an off-off-Broadway production of Othello, and I was drawing packed houses and getting rave reviews. Nathan suggested 'Desdemona.' "It's a new life for you, Lu. Desdemona was beautiful. She's the ideal of womanhood."My agent thought (and I privately agreed) that it was too dramatic. We settled on.