"Mustn't ever forget the Lieutenant. She'll make you salute her for hours if you do." I heard that, Major," a female voice came from a nearby doorway....Maxwell was taken aback by the woman who walked through the door. She was gorgeous; long blonde hair, crisp blue eyes and a welcoming smile. Maxwell couldn't help but eye her all the way down; she had curves that should be illegal and probably were in many countries. The black fatigues she wore gave away her service branch – damned Navy again –. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.” Shit, man. So these people wanted me to be their… magic negro. The mysterious black stranger who can satisfy all their needs and keep their marriage together. Great. I will just Bagger Vance them, I guess. That’s that movie where Will Smith caddies for Matt Damon, giving up his own needs to help the white guy self-actualize. Magic Negro. It’s a trope, look it up. Well, she’s gorgeous enough for me, and if it gets me a ride into town then I could play. Er packte mein Haar und dr?ckte meinen Kopfherunter. Der Geruch seines Schwanzes raubte mir den Atem. Es roch nach Pisseund ich wei? nicht was noch. Alles in mir str?ubte sich. Aber er dr?ckte michbrutal herunter. Durch den Ring in meine Mund konnte ich nichts tun. Ich w?rgteund er dr?ckte ihn tief in meinen Rachen. Er fickte meinen Mund. Ich hatte mirdas nie vorstellen k?nnen. Aber er bewegte meinen Kopf wie bei einer Puppe.Immer wieder rammte er seinen Schwanz in meinen Rachen. Ich w?rgte ?. Have you ever thought of how you can improve that ratio.”“All the time, my nigga. You got some secret I don’t know about,” I joked.“Maybe,” he twisted his lips at me.“Come up off it then, muthafucka. Why you holding back on a nigga?”“It’s a tad more nuanced, Bo,” he held up his hand.“There you go being all sciency and shit,” I gave him the side eye.“Forget it,” he said, taking another drink.“Come on, Pee. Don’t do me like that. I’m listening.”“Earlier we were all saying how ladies make things.