"Oh, man!" he cried. "Open you fucking mouth, bitch. Here it comes!"He got up slightly so that he was only resting his upper body on one hand and grab...ed his cock with the other. Shanika opened her mouth as her master had commanded and looked up into his face."Oh, yeah!" he said huskily, "yeah..."The white man then ejaculated into the open mouthed black girl's face. The first shot was strong and left a line of semen across her lips, nose, forehead, and into the stubbley remains of her hair. The. .. had nothing really to do with chairs except as props. Anytime the talk veered towards a subject that might allow me to enter in with a comment, my comment was brushed aside and the conversation quickly steered elsewhere.I sat around trying not to be too grim, but eventually I was fed up. I took to my feet and stood there for the longest time without being noticed. Eventually I poked Sheila's knee with the toe of my shoe."Hello! What are you doing here anyway? I thought you had plans for. Please take these rings off my nipples. They hurt and I don't want them to be stretched out like that." Well, I think they look good like that. And so perfect for slapping and sucking, along with that little cock you call a clit."Joan had continued looking around the room while she had been talking. I watched the change in her expression as it slowly dawned on her that she had seen this room before.As my head clears, I begin to realize what is happening. I had heard rumors about this bar and. The Bishop came, with a lot of his staff and also my ex boss Canon Marsh and his wife. After the funeral we all gathered in the Manse for the wake. Megan had catered for most of the church regulars, and many local Parishioners came. The Manse was packed and we overflowed on to the lawn at the back. I was particularly glad that the sun had come out for us, and it all went well. Megan had handled the whole event superbly.The Bishop collared me as people started to drift away. He tended to speak.