All the girls were looking at me with venom in their eyes. I couldn’t believe my luck. I was spending so much time with the guy of my dreams. A hand...ome young black man. Future police officer and/or registered nurse. Yeah, he was every woman’s dream guy and he was with me. People thought we were a couple. I really didn’t mind. Marcus and I grew closer. I even introduced him to my father Lawrence and my brothers James, Luke and Leonard. I told them that he was special to me so they backed off.. I was seen as just another womangoing about her business, and it was marvelous. That's one reason I'vepicked the wardrobe I have, so I dont get people staring at me.This isnt about making people feel sorry for me.Anyone who knows my story knows I've had a few bad things happen to me.But I know others with lives that make mine look like a walk through thepark. I've been pitied, while it can feel good to have someone empathizewith me, a person gets tired of being the object of pity pretty. The man pushed himself closer still until his hips were pressed hard against the back of her skirt. At the same time his hand rose up to cup her breast through the blouse and the bra underneath. The woman glanced briefly to her left where the man’s chin was beginning to rub softly against her shoulder and then she looked to the window again. The man placed his other hand on her hip as he continued to knead her breast and gripped her more tightly against him. She sighed softly and he tugged her. Yeah, this is my cock now. You belong to me. He opened his mouth as wide as he possibly could and pushed down that long, luxurious shaft. He felt Darrell's finger ease into his hair. "So close..." Darrell said rocking back and forth gently fucking Mark's mouth. "You are so hooked on cock..." he said as his breath shortened. Darrell tightened his grip on Mark's hair. "Drink as much as you can...you've earned it." Jenny pulled her cell phone up to her face. She couldn't wait to see this. "Oh.