AT that moment Betty was in shock realizing that MERC HAD BROUGHT HER TO HAVE HER VIOLATED BY NIGGAS!!! She turned to run, but Merc grabbed her arm. �...�You’re not going anywhere Betty, these Niggas are going to fuck you.” Betty tried to scream, but Merc quickly clapped a hand over her head. He repeated himself, “These NIGGAS are going to fuck you Betty.” “They’re going to use you as they’re white female fuck toy, and we’re going to capture it all on film so that your husband Simon Storker can. I high-tailed it back to my room and closed the door. I grabbed my laptop and pretended to be working on homework. Then I remembered… I left the white cotton hip-huggers on her bed. “Shit,” I thought. Just as I was afraid of, I heard a knock on the door. “Come in.” I said, trying not to sound nervous. “Hey Alex,” she said as she stepped just into the doorway, “Welcome home.” “Thanks,” I said, and tried to act normal, “So where’s mom and dad?” “They’re on a date,” she said, “Won’t be home until. She decided that she'd have better access from the other end of the table, so moved to stand between Nina's spread legs.Grasping a cheek in each hand once again, Gretchen leaned over and resumed her deep massage of the muscle. However, this time as she moved her hands toward Nina's back, she allowed her thumbs to extend and press into the edge of the muscle, toward the dividing groove between the cheeks. On each upstroke, her thumbs moved closer toward each other, deeper into the groove, and on. One day I decided to go to an adult arcade to see what they were all about. In this part of the city there were quite a few bars and hotels where the military guys would go. There were a few adult arcades that were not far apart so were the shere the B girls walked in this part of town. So I park my car about a block away and walk into the first arcarde, it was busy in the front was full of magazines, books, and movies at the back was a curtin that seperated the theater from the book store.