You will never be my king. I like white dick. I’ve always liked white men and I’ve always dreamed of white men fucking me. Having Brent pop my che...ry was everything I’d hoped for. Being fucked by a tall, gorgeous, blond haired, blue eyed white stud with a big cock is what I fantasize about. My king has a big, white prick,” she said. “White cock rules me and my pussy will rule you. No. You’re not my king. You’re my lap dog. If you want to be a part of my life you’ll do what I say. When I want to. They, and now you, took the money we offered. No more. Only once asked for more, but that was a little special, if you will. You asked these people for help, and they were going to charge you almost five hundred percent more than we offered you for R&D, and we were being generous. We in the room knew that. They stepped on their cranks, because now we know what they’ve been doing to us. If we offer you 80, we have an objective worth 80 to us. If they charge us 160 for the same result, we get. I saw a woman shoot Thomas, and I shot her, and then I shot the third man when he also shot Thomas. Our pilots came out of the jet, and the other two men jumped into a car and drove away.Thomas, Roland and the man I shot were still alive. Thomas was the worst injured, so we put him in the Cessna, and I flew to Wichita Airport, and contacted them on the emergency frequency. I told them I had a shooting victim aboard, and had a Life Flight helicopter meet us on the runway. Daddy and his pilots. We'd do it and then go our separate ways. With Rob, it just seemed so different.I was somewhat disappointed when I didn't see him at the parties. I saw his friend Jerry; he told me Rob was a coal miner and had to work a lot of weekends. I was happy when he finally showed up at a party a month or so later. I forgot who I was with, but I know I jumped off his lap so I could be with Rob. After that, we started dating when I moved back to my hometown.Once I got my own apartment, he would come over.