You take your panties for granted, until they're taken away.I'd been shaved earlier that morning, his double-edged Gillette gliding clinically over my...lathered vulva. No fancy creams or feminine lotions, just a coarse badger shave brush and a drugstore can of Barbasol. As usual I was bound nude, splayed across the vintage barber chair he'd installed in the spare bedroom. With practiced indifference he whisked away my stubble, one eye on CNBC's ?Morning Call? and the other on my crotch. His. And foreverbranded... as this black Man's naked white whore... and that you willnow do... everything... and whatever He tells you to do... and thatthis... is the real definition... of what is now... and foreverdefined... as true Blackmail... because you can't even imagine... whatwould happen to you... if this videotape... ever got out... to all yourfriends... family... coworkers... neighbors... compete strangers... eventhe police... and law enforcement... Everyone seeing it.. and thenlooking at. He asked me what I had left and I told him I was broke, I asked him what he would take and he said that he would bet all of it on one more hand but if I lost I had to do whatever he said. I agreed figuring I had to win at least one more hand, which I didn’t. “If you don’t welsh on the bet Ill give you all your money back,” Chris said. Seemed like an easy deal, do what he says and I’m back in the clear so I said ok what do I do. Chris told me to follow him and led me up a ladder to the hall. I shouted 'Hi' and she turned saw me and said 'Hello'.It was when I caught up with her that I became aware of her state.'Oh congratulations' I muttered taken by surprise 'I didn't realise. When's it due?''Thanks,' she replied without enthusiasm, 'another six weeks yet. Unfortunately!''Tired out' I commiserated 'I know how you feel' She gave me that woman's look that said I couldn't possibly know how she felt. 'Ok. My ex went through it four times. It's great at first, all the excitement but.