He felt the Abbot place his hand on his bare bottom and he automatically clinched his bottom.He felt the Abbot begin to gently rub his bottom and then...administer a gentle squeeze to each rump.Oliver thought he heard the Abbot say, "Oh yes,very nice," but suddenly he felt the Abbot's hand come down hard on his right rump.In quick succession the Abbot brought his hand down again and again on Oliver's bottom"OUCH!" Oliver cried out as he began to feel warmth spreading around his buttocks.He heard. In racist America, a Black man like him would get lynched.But things were changing in America with the election of the second Democratic administration in a row. The country was being fundamentally transformed. It was morning in America for the Black man. With people like the new progressive chief of police and hustling entrepreneurs like Dazhawn, Black men like him now got to fuck the young white pussy that they had long lusted after and deserved to fuck in reparations for slavery and racism.. She turned around and faced the doorway she’d come through earlier. The noise suddenly stopped and a few seconds later a figure appeared in the doorway, wearing a crash-helmet. Jennifer laughed to herself as she thought how, with the sunlight pouring in from behind, the silhouetted figure reminded her of some sort of alien encounter she’d seen in a film at some time or other. The figure stepped into the building and out of the sunlight, removing his helmet as he did so. It was Dave. Bang on. Coming back, he decided to avoid the pool, and take a shower to prepare for the evening. Then passing the pool he almost collided with Emma, in bikini, coming from having a bathe.“Don’t stop me,” she declared, “I have to prepare for a date I have with this fat old guy.” He loved the grin she gave him.“Just as well,” he replied, glad to pick up the mood, “I have to get ready for a date with this lumpy, ugly bird.”She had slung her towel over her arm, but now she laughed, turned and aimed a false.