I never really had any feelings for women. Those were all just superficial and shallow relationships. All through the sound check I was watching and t...inking about Tyler. Love? Did I love this boy? No, it couldn’t be... I was singing and smiling at him, he was smiling back at me, sitting in the darkness of the front row. “Alright,” my manager called from across the stage, “I think we’re done here, go get some last minute rest before the show.” I ditched my mic, and climbed down off the stage. But this one, this grim was seeking someone young, healthy, and uninjured. My curiosity was peeked.I found her. A high school student, 19 years old, and crying. She didn’t notice me, had I not been able to read such things. I might of think I scared her off the edge. No, the grim and me both sensed her resolve. She jumped.I followed her and slowed time down for all but her ability to communicate with me. The look of shock would normally be amusing, but I don’t find this situation amusing.“What. I told her black people were just like her or me and I asked her if she ever actually hung out with a black person. She said she never had. I told her I was going to invite a black friend of mine over and I wanted her to stay so she could see they were human just like her. She reluctantly agreed. She was shy at first but then she and my friend Ty were chatting away like friends. We invited some of Ty's black friends over and had a fun time watching the football games. The next day Savannah came. We all stood there, the video finished, now uncomfortable with what the next step would be."Well, we have to start this somewhere, you guys," I told them, "you three go first."I half-expected some crap about that but, no, they all began shedding what they had on and I soon had three very-hard dicks facing me.These guys had been my friends almost forever and here they were, naked with their dicks pointing at me, the first time any of us had ever bared any real skin."Okay, your turn, Angie. Look.