She smiled at him, "Good evening, Black Jack." Good evening, Missy." That great rumbling voice was so low that no one else in the room could have hear... it. Laura wondered it she was still the only one that had ever heard him speakShe was a little surprised by the scene before her. Laura had thought that she would be the only one up there tonight, but there were about ten other girls talking and drinking, some of them she recognized from the last time she walked into this room"Black Jack, please. The TV going on and ignoring our clandestine touching. After a while he started to playfully run his hands on my chest. I had a hairy chest and he being Asian and bare chested I think he was fascinated by it. I made a joke about it and my girlfriend pretended to be jealous and the two of them began playing with my chest.As they ran their hands through my hairy curls they pulled my shirt open, unbuttoning it all the way and teased about how soft it was. He made a joke about me being hairy all. “Your mine!,” she shouted as she pointed into the center of her derriere. “I have my work cut out for me but you’re just going to LOVE MY PUSSY.” At that moment my stomach welled up and I folded over with vomiting. I projectile’d into the walkway and then collapsed under the stanchion concrete ledge as I gasped for fresh air with each heave and laid in the results.Fern turned the hose on me and my vomit-discharge to wash away the evidence of my fears. She did it so casually, as if I was just. Come on, you have to hear this."Lisa cocked her head in our direction and told her students to practice by themselves a while so she could join me. In the crew quarters below, on the bottom deck, Bonita and Corine were grinning with their new accomplishment. Bonita began, "Corine was learning some Mozart that had some of the dissonant notes that are so common with his music. When I heard what she was playing, I watched the way she was using her bow with loose strings to drag notes from two.