I could stop him there and find out where in the world I am. Ineeded a plan.He came back and offered me his arm and I took it. We went out the front...oor of the bar and we were in a hallway. I thought we were outside damnit we were in some massive building. I saw the other side had a windowand I could see the same sprawling forest I saw from the pool in mysleeping quarters was there. "So where are you taking me then?"I asked."My place," he then lead me down the right and his hand grabbed my. Especially he was a pimp for me.He arranged neighboring teenage girls who were tempted with some money for having sex with me.Those girls who knew me to be a nice person, brilliant student from a respectable family would buzz to my coaxing quite easily. Some times, my boy-kept kept watch as I was fucking a teenage village girl. This boy always cautioned me to wear condom so that my fucking them did not land me in any untoward situation.From my university days I got strong liking both for. I helped her to choose a pair of sexy black thigh designer boots (she has expensive taste) with very high heels, short grey, white and black tartan miniskirt and a black see through lace top, flashing her beautiful breasts, her short tartan miniskirt revealing a pair of killer long legs and the boots heels clacking make her look very appetizing, she looked so beautiful and incredibly hot that turning every guy's head was a piece of cake, black guys in general, alone, in couples/groups or with. ..Oh. My. God!LYNETTE?? Lynette likes this stuff ‽‽ My sweet, innocent church-lady little sister likes this stuff‽‽ Here, I felt guilty all that time, taking care of youknowwhat all by myself, and Lynette LIKES this stuff? Then I remembered one night at home, when Mom let her have a slumber party with some girls from Youth Group, and I heard them giggling about something in the Bible. I looked up a couple of places they were shushing each other about, and Sure enough! One place in the Old.