.. "Are you a virgin?"And I nod for I couldn't speak.She smiled and started taking off all her clothes and told me to do the same.I am not well endowe... now and certainly wasn't any different then. But then my little dick wasn't masked by an extra 80 pounds. At 5'10'', I wore a size 44 jacket and had a 30 inch waist. So whatever little equipment I had stood out... and it sure did then.Linda started jacking me and I felt I had reached heaven. After a little bit, she said that she wasn't on the. The cameraman panned around the bed and Lauren caught a glimpse of him in the headboard mirror. Lauren could make out the naked white man filming, one hand holding the camera, the other fondling his small package.“Wow. Does your cameraman always film you naked?” Lauren was amused and aroused.“Sometimes,” Malik said, his hands now stroking her neck and around her shoulders. “This guy gets off on watching me fuck his wife. He likes to be right there in the action. Others like to wait in the. " I ... I ... I thought I was going to, um ... train them ... or something..." I was stammering my words slowly, trying to understand if he was serious or just pulling my leg."Train them?" the man laughed. "They're as trained as I need 'em, bitch. You're the one needs training and we're starting right now. Clothes off. Now."It was a command and I swallowed hard, wondering how I'd ended up in this mess, pretending I was some wacko's dog. But what was I going to do? I couldn't say no, or walk. " No," said Randy, taking Thule's wrist with the hand that didn't have a gun, "promise me." All right," said Thule, "I promise. Now, let's get that bullet out of you."Thule opened the door, letting Marigold and Dawn back in. With Dawn assisting, Marigold got set up so that she could work on the wound. As Thule stepped back toward the doorway, Dawn backed up to rest against him and whispered, "Why are we helping Randy?"Thule hugged her from behind, "We're trying to keep him calm until the FBI.