It was great!I had been in such a hurry to get ready for the pictures that I forgot to set up the coffee maker. I spent the two or three minutes I sho...ld have put in last night to get it ready to brew, then watched it take forever to make a pot so I could have my first cup. Talk about agony. They say a watched pot never boils. That goes double when you're dying for a cup of coffee. All because I was lazy.While I was waiting, I thought about what made me do it. My quick answer was because I. As I exited into the hallway, I hear one of the coaches hollar “somebody git him—see what the fuck is up his ass”.I needed to fuck something, And I knew just where to go.I arrived at 'the spot' about 11:30 PM. It was about 15 miles North of town on old RT 5. Small dusty road in the middle of nowhere. Some of the older folks in town referred to it as 'that place where the homosexuals go'. I laughed my ass off the first time I heard that—how the fuck do they know that if they ain't been there. Suzy was still confused but she listened to the doctor. She went home and her mother made dinner. She told her mother she wasnt hungry and then went upstairs to bed. When she woke up in the morning her arms hurt a lot. She didnt know why so she went back to the doctor. He told her he had to do another operation. He put her to sleep and took a saw from the shelf. He cut off her arms and threw them away. He sewed up the holes. Then he did a surgery to make her breasts very big. They were so big. The thought of her light brown skin being fucked by two black men was so appealing. Again the messages I received were overwhelming, and most were from complete idiots or strange men. Over the course of the week I managed to exchange messages with a few possible men, but at this stage I just exchanged messages and asked for pictures to weed out the idiots from possible matches. I did come across a profile of two black friends who swing together. The profile seemed genuine and normal and from.