One of the girls grabbed hisarm and the other yelled at him to stop. Brad thrived on femaleattention and now that he felt big and macho he was satiate.... After onemore fake kick, spitting at my face, and calling me a "God dammed fag."He and his tag-along crew left me.I managed to get to home only to find a note from my parents sayingthat my brother Ken had an away game that night and they would be backtomorrow about noon. I groaned but felt somewhat relieved at the sametime, as I just did not. She was barefoot and her hair a tangled mess. She did not look happy. “Them spics caught me selling meth in their territory, gonna cut me up for dog meat.” “Where’s your woman and the kids?” “She run, took `em with her, didn’t want this one on account she sassed her all the time.” The girl looked at me and licked her lips. My cock tingled. “How old’s she?” “Damn if I know, sebenteen, eighteen, like that, quit school. Gimme a hundred for her. I got to run.” He really looked worried and kept. "You were worse than I was when we were teens! Sex was all you ever thought about. How in God's name have you gone seven years?" "Things were different back then," Nichole sighed. "I never really thought about what I was doing. Now I think too much." "Well stop it," Rachel pinched her arm. "Ow!" Nichole protested. "What did you do that for?" "To get your attention," Rachel pinched her thigh this time, and Nichole squealed as she squirmed away. "You need to dust the cobb-webs off your snatch and. Ignoring me again he asked who do you like fucking you better your fiancee or me.Again I told him not to talk to me that way,as Leon talked he inched his way closer to me.I guess from being embarrassed I didnt notice it at the time.Again Leon said you didnt answer me who did you like fucking you better me or your boyfriend.Very nervously I replied please dont talk to me that way.Leon said whats the matter dont no white boy talk to you like this I think you like it dont you,you like being talked.