We all get it. Hell, any one of us would have done the same. Too bad it wasn't Jaime or Mark. Nobody would have touched her, they'd be nothing more th...n messy stains on the alleyway by now." I need you to do something for me. All I can think about is Sheri, how she was, and why. I need a big favor from you. Only you. Nobody else knows. Can you do that for me?" Not even Jaime or Mark?" Nobody. For their sakes as much as anything else. I know it's asking a lot. I wouldn't if it was anybody but. Those group of colorful characters are as follows:Lilly- She's called forgetful because she is...well very forgetful. She is 5'3" with green eyes and bright red hair that goes a little past her shoulders and freckles with impressive DD breasts. She is 24 years old. Most of the time she forgets to put clothes on and walks around the home and outside completely naked. She's mostly oblivious to this. And when she actually remembers to put clothes on her two female roommates (whose names are Alex. He rubbed it firmly saying nothing. He then put his arms around me and pulled me close. I could feel his hard cock grinding against my bottom but just let it happen as I held tightly to his huge arms."You know I'm going to make you my bitch tonight, don't you?" Yes, I do." Have you ever given head or been fucked by a man before?" No." So I'm getting your virgin white ass, you good with that? You want to be a black man's bitch?" Yes." Yes what bitch!" I...I want to be a black man's bitch.". A sluttier part of me, always so well hidden from the world, hoped that they had.Dinner was almost normal. He was his public self now. A few glasses of wine and a nice meal in a respectable establishment. He was his usual kind and courteous self- almost flirting with the male waiter, despite never a more heterosexual man having lived in existence. But throughout the whole of the dinner I couldn't stop thinking forward to what it was I knew would be coming once we got back home, all of which.