By day, I'm a professor of literature at Bridgewater State College. At night, I'm doing the sort of things which would stun my colleagues if they knew... Yes, I'm a Black female professional with some extremely sordid sex secrets. There, I said it. Does that make you happy?Folks, I'm here to confess something. I've got to unburden my soul somehow. I'm a Black chick who's desperately addicted to anal sex. I used to say that I was a strong Black woman. The kind of woman who would never let a man. ’ ‘Why are you so willing?’ ‘I’ve wanted you as my Master for the six years I’ve been working for PSS. This is only news to you.’ ‘November tenth, 2066.’ ‘I’ll write it on the wall.’ ‘No. Not on the wall. You’re moving soon.’ ‘Ok, I’ll start packing. Will we have Phil, Bob and Alison help me move?’ ‘Could happen. Keeping us a secret is impossible. Did you masturbate after we talked last night?’ ‘No. I’ll only cum when you tell me to.’ ‘When we hang up cum for me.’ ‘Are we hanging up now?’. She comes back to work the next day smiling. The other nurses ask what she could possibly be so happy about after sleeping with a guy with SHORTY written on his penis.“Yes” replies Valerie “but when he becomes aroused, it says, ‘SHORTY’S RESTAURANT AND PIZZERIA’”. “Wow!” the other nurses gasp.“‘ORDERS TO TAKE OUT’” Valerie continues “‘ALL BAKING DONE ON PREMISES... ‘“The others stand there staring, in total surprise.“ESTABLISHED 1922 ... PARTIES ARE OUR SPECIALTY” Valerie finished.I AM SOOOO. "You can carry BabyCandy's nappies." Nappies?" The blond boy asked in some confusion, glancing pointedly atthe big pink dummy jammed between my lips. I could feel my face gettinghotter as I tried walk without smearing my smelly poo-poos all over theplace. Jimmy turned and kept pace with us, and I realized the ten-year-old was several inches taller than me - 'just like everybody else,' Ithought despondently. He asked, "Isn't she a little old to be wearing-" Baby Candy is a hopeless bed-wetter.