The fact that he erroneously viewed his fetish as being submissive is what allowed him to believe that he was pardoned of his responsibility of being ... total and complete asshole who wanted what he wanted, when he wanted, how he wanted, without regard, respect, or reverence to anyone else.His fascination with the Black female body was colored by his hatred of the Black male one. The more a woman looked like a man, the more he was obsessed with being the "victim" of her abuse. If she was pumped. ” “ Come in for a close up” I knelt down and looked straight into her pussy, a dark thatch of short curly hair across the top and lower down the divide of the outer labia, then I could see a little ridge running down to the narrow long V of the fleshy clit hood and then below that where the inner labia joined in an inverted V. I looked at her entrance now a little expanded and I could just a small dark hole. I bent forward closer and inserted my tongue into that small hole. “Oh Fuck” she said “. Out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of a petite blonde bent over in a laundry basket in front of a dryer. I wouldn't have noticed her if it weren't for her toned ultra white legs not at all hidden by her tiny jean shorts. I figured she must be my new upstairs neighbor so I just had to introduce myself and headed her way. A/C still in tow. She stood up and turned my way as I said hello. She introduced herself as Sarah. I'd say she was about 25 years old. Her thin frame flaunted her. Up in my room I stripped offmy sweaty clothes and dried off with a towel, giving Jeff another chanceto stare at my chest as I rubbed it dry with the towel before putting onsome deodorant, a clean Tee-shirt and panties, and a sweater and jeansbefore we headed off to the mall. At least once I had on the cleanclothes Jeff stopped staring at my chest and that made me feel a lotbetter. Like, it had been pretty embarrassing to have him staring at melike that but it would have been even more.