Yeah, right!I still wanted a closer look when his cock spurted so, a couple of hours later, I went into his room, pulled his earphone out and whispere... in his ear “I need to pee really badly. Do you want to come and watch me?” I’m sure the double entendre didn’t escape him.I stepped out of my panties, asking him to hold them, lifted my skirt and sat on the toilet with my knees pressed together. “Come on, I can’t see anything.” he complained. “You know the rule” I replied “Drop your pants and. Mike, you thinking what I'm thinking you must be a faggot?" he asked his friend, the guy standing behind me. Before I realized what was going on, I felt a cold metal object pressed against my back. When I tried to turn around, I was told not to. I realized it was a gun that I had held against me."Please don't shoot. I ain't got anything on me," I said, fearing for my life."Yeah? Well not the way we see it. Since you ain't here for our d**gs, you here for something else. Our black dicks." He. I'd walk in early in the morning and find three or four girls in their panties putting on make-up at the sinks... but what could I do? I couldn't say, 'pardon me, please let me know when you're done', because I had class in half an hour. I'd just squeeze in beside them at the sinks to brush my teeth and do my own thing."He seemed content to lean against the sink and chat with her. Chloe started to relax. She was hidden behind the rectangle of towel on the shower door, and Ben wasn't showing a. I was very lucky indeed, Jessie’s parents loved me. They knew I had a good job and I had a truck that was paid for too. I never understood why her father didn’t toss me off their porch on my ass the first time I knocked on their front door. I smoked back then and so did Jessie’s dad. Maybe that helped. I picked Jessie up for school and after band practice. Having a big bench seat was handy. Jessie would slide up close to me and snuggle when I wasn’t shifting gears. Now shifting gears did.