Norman, silly me! I joined something called the Resistance that fought against those brave men trying to bring natural order to our country, wasn’t ...hat terrible. I was being a bad slave. But, thankfully, I was caught, along with my Mom and 2 sisters before we could blow up a training facility just 1 mile from here. We all had the bad parts of our brains cut out, and now, we are in our proper positions as slaves. My Mom was sold to a dentist, where she gives the nice male patients blow jobs. ” He stepped back and I bent to my knees to get out the towels. I turned to get back up and he hadn’t moved at all. Standing above me, so powerful with my future in his hands. Again, out come the tears and without a thought, he wrapped his hands on my head and pulled me towards him. I grabbed his legs and pulled him in tight for another well needed hug. It took all of ½ a second to realize my face buried in his groin. The rapidly rising cock against my cheek was probably the giveaway. I. The first sign was that almost every day when I would get home from work there would be different black guys visiting my home and they would leave soon after I got there. My wife would tell me they were just friends. The second sign was that we rarely had sex anymore, and when we did I could tell she just wasn’t into it. The third sign was that when I checked the computer internet history there were loads of interracial websites listed that I had never heard of. Every time I would try to. ‘I can lead you there.’ Doesn’t she understand the idea of personal space? Snatch thought, leaning even further back. He was starting to lose his balance. And something about the woman…smelled wrong. ‘The…the Gray Wraiths…’ ‘Oh, they don’t come around here.’ The woman’s eyes seemed abnormally green, now that Snatch had such a good view of them. ‘This part of the forest is…’ She took a deep breath. ‘…completely. Safe.’ She enunciated the last two words very…slowly…and…convincingly. Snatch caught.