I followed him out of the dining hall and we went to the nearest toiets, which were deserted. We went in a stall and locked the door. "On your knees" ...e said. I obeyed. He unbucked his belt, unzipped and slid down his pants and y-fronts in one motion. He stood before me, and I was eye level with his enormous fat cock. Even flaccid it was thick as a Red Bull can and about seven inches long. He was uncut, and the foreskin was thick around the hidden bulb of his glans. He took himself in his hands. Let me see it."I heard the sound of a zipper and then silence for a few moments and then female giggling."Well," it was Carol's voice, "It's a nice one. But let's go to my trailer and I'll trim it real pretty for you."I would have loved to see that, but when I followed them to Carol's trailer, I found the door was locked and the blinds were all drawn. I stood there, by the screen window of Carol's bedroom, listening. I heard giggling and scissor snipping sounds for a while and then just giggles. The TV blared out with live coverage of Monday Night Football. My mommy laughing at a joke and asking a guy to be 'generous.' She had a big top and the guys always tried to get a peek at what was there. There was some quiet, casual conversation at some of the tables, and raunchy goings on at others. The little bar was filled to the brim with black men and women. Mom worked her magic with a black man in a suit. She always said, "Shaun, a nigger in a suit is a man I can get money out of, they. That was the name that the employees used for the old bastard out of his earshot. Even though, Richard was not medically a midget, his unusually stunted frame coupled with his abnormally large bubble shaped torso did justify the name to some extent.“What did you call me – you little brat?” Richard was shaking with anger, and the tingle in his groin accelerated into a throbbing that was not entirely unpleasant, but nonetheless uncomfortable.“Lin – uh I mean, Madam wanted me to work on your pool.