But unfortunately, it took me quite a while to figure that out. And since my mother really liked Art a lot, I tried my best to get things to work out ...etween us. I mean, Art was that light-skinned, upper class Hispanic guy that my mom had always wanted me to have as a boyfriend. So then, unlike Freddy, Art had that light-skinned kind of dick that really turns you on, right? Oh yeah, I said very softly, but not because I was answering Rays question. Instead, it was because I was automatically. "Very self-involved," she said with a frown. "He lacks maturity. He styles himself as something special. It was clear to me from the outset that Mr. Mayfield has a very high opinion of his worth and of his family." Did you find that unusual?" Quinn wondered."In and of itself, no," Gross replied. "Mr. Mayfield comes from a wealthy, influential family. In his experience, he is something special. It is my opinion that he showed all the traits of a classic narcissist. He clearly believes himself to. I liked hanging out over there. He had shown me a porno before and I had promised it would be our secret. I liked having a special secret, one that only he and I knew. Over time, we started watching porn more and more often. It was exciting, the naked bodies looked so beautiful and sexy and my penis would get sooo hard as I watched.It wasn't long until he began sucking me. It started out slow, with his hand on my leg, a back and chest rub. Then rubbing my erection through my jeans. He loved. He ran his hand down one leg, pulling it out to the side as he slid lower and lower, spreading it out toward the cross in the corner.She felt his hand running over her naked legs, pushing on her tender inner thighs, spreading her open. She knew he would use leather straps on her legs, stretching her into a wide "X", bound and defenseless. She feared what he planned to do to her. She knew it must be worse then what he had already done otherwise he would not need the tight bondage.Father John.