"I'm adopted too," I said.Kathy looked at Randy, unbelieving, and then back at me."You're not shocked that I married my brother?" she asked, incredulo...s."Well... I guess that's interesting..." I said. "I mean yes, I suppose I'm a little startled. But I've never interviewed anybody else who was adopted." You're not interviewing us, Bob," reminded Kathy."Of course!" I said hastily. "Bad choice of words. It's just that I wasn't prepared." For us to admit an incestuous marriage?" she prodded."No,". They would see a white man kneeling, humiliated, and submissive to a massive muscular powerful black man.I heard a gasp from the couch, and looked over before I could catch myself. Piss-Master’s tongue was hanging from his open mouth and he was jerking on his cock, clearly turned on. But Cock-Master’s was looking away, seemingly in shock.“Who told you to look away shithead?” Master screamed at me.I didn’t answer, but quickly looked back into those eyes that seemed to look into my soul.“That’s. As I was walking there, I saw this black girl with the softest angora sweater. It was beautiful. I looked at her right in the eyes. I got to the waiting area, and she walked out walking past me. We locked eyes, and I told her what a beautiful sweater she was wearing. She walked over to me and whispered, "I'm going to the bathroom."I followed her to the bathroom and joined her in a stall. "You really like my sweater don't you?" By this time I was rock hard. She took down my pants and started. Besides, if you are going to thelecture you are going like that!" Oh come on!" A bet's a bet Simone!"So I found myself now going to my first lecture dressed as a Frenchmaid. Obviously in such a sexy outfit I got wolf whistled quite a biton the way there. Initially I resented the whistling and being called"Sexy!"But Lourdes told me the guys were complimenting me on what a convincinglady I made and I cannot explain why but I started to enjoy it as I wasgetting the hang of walking in heels and I.