Jesús on the other hand wore a thong or even better, a G-string. His balls and cock were packed into a tiny pouch with all of his tight ass showing. ...he black man and the Polish guy wore the same garment. Women dressed in an array of outfits. There was the Indian lady wearing a shelf bra that accentuated her average size breasts. The Asian wore nipple piercings on both tits and nothing else. Later I learned that both the men and woman had piercings on their genitals. One lady wore a crotch-less. It shamed me 'cause it made me feel like my name ain't as important as my coochie to him. I guess Mama was right that we ain't nothin' but niggas to a white man like him. 'Course, I ain't jus' any nigga. I's the nigga what he's enjoyin' right now."My name's Gloria, sir," I answered him."That's a nice name," he said. "How old are you?" I's thirteen, sir," I tol' him."Thirteen, huh," he said to hisself.Ol' Mister Gantner started rubbin' on my coochie, an' it was feelin' pretty good. I started. Jan reached for another towel from the settee, scooted around so that she was face on, sitting in front and began to rub its neck, cheeks and throat. She kept talking to the animal, reassuring him that she only wanted to help, muttering inconsequence’s soothingly.The animal opened its eyes to regard her. Two grey fathomless irises bore into her own blue eyes as if searching around her head to see who she was. Then, as she sat transfixed, pinioned by the stare, he licked her hand by way of thank. It was so big and beautiful!!! He started to stroke it, I stopped looking at the magazines and started watching him. Then he handed me a gay magazine that had men fucking in it. He said, “I want to do that to you!” I thought OH MY GOD his cock is TOO BIG to fit in my ass!!! But I said OK!He stood me up and unzipped my pants and pulled them and my underwear down, I was so hard my cock it was INSANE. He grabbed my cock and said, “Looks like you like the idea”. I thought my heart was gonna beat.