“Get dem out for me; I wants to see ya tits.” He said with no emotion in his voice. It wasn’t a question or even a command; it was more a statem...nt of fact. “I can’t,” I trembled, “…not here.”“Over there then.” He pointed to a hut in the corner where the attendant dispensed deck chairs at the week-end.“Junior,” he barked, “open da door for I!” The tall gangly youth with an Afro hair style wearing ¾ shorts and an Arsenal shirt immediately turned and ran towards the small wooden building. . Ain't nobody around here wants to get snake-bit, you weird little faggot, so crawl out of here before I whip your stupid ass!"This was a fight he could only lose and it wouldn't change anything. Graydon spun on his heel and walked down the hallway, finally stopping at the library room and taking his usual refuge seat at a corner table."I could hear you all the way down the hall with those ranch kids," Mrs. Granger, the librarian, commented from her desk. "You are right about the snakes, but you. Another man stands before me, cock rock solid, and grabs my by my hair, yanking me up to crotch level. His penis looks vaguely slimy, and smells as if he hasn't washed it for a week. His other hand grabs his tool and points it straight at my face, demanding that I "suck my cock now bitch!." As if I had a choice, he pulls my head forward, jamming his cock into my mouth. It tastes salty and unclean as I take him in and suck. His hand on the back of my head, he forces his cock deep, then slips it. I thought to distract her and asked if she wanted to dance. She didn’t even look at me and said, “Not right now Mark.”Clearly being looked at was more important and enjoyable to her than giving me any attention. She turned on her seat a little letting them see her tiny black thong as she uncrossed then crossed her legs once more.I could see she was playing a game with them and they couldn’t take their eyes off her as they joined in. Suddenly another member of the team was standing over us (I.