This was definitely not the type of dark, wet, and sticky Ihad in mind.When I came to, the Banana lay on the floor covered in a left over fromMacy's w...ite sale. The tent made by the peak at the mid-section eithermeant he was just as horny in death as he was in life, or that I hadn'tfully done my job.Closing my eyes, I rolled over. As I squinted, my nose came in contactwith a scuffed pair of Roblee oxfords.A gruff voice penetrated my ears like a sandpaper Q-Tip. "You really didit big this time. My mom thought about this and then agreed, money passed hands, mom turned to me and said take the nice guy in your room and do as he tells you like a good girl. Nervous I led him into my room, sat on my bed and watched him undress, he was muscular and looked fit. He started caressing my body, stroking my breasts, it felt great, moving down between my legs, running his hands between my legs rubbing my pussy. Then sliding a finger inside me ( which was very wet ). I groaned as he fingered me, now. The others made a move forward, but the blond moved so fast and punched one of the assailants so hard in the face that Jake had to wince hearing the bones cracking. That was going to be one ugly nose, after painful months of healing. The other three rushed to hit the man and Jake witnessed a rare demonstration of martial arts like he had never seen in his entire life. In less than three minutes, all the five guys were on the ground, whining like a bunch of dogs.Apprehensively, Jake got to his. " He lit a cigarette. Most of the audience were laughing, muttering to themselves, and/or standing in the back with their arms crossed. "Nothing wrong with being a faggot," he continued. I could tell something bad was about to happen, so I started inching toward the door."Well, if you want us to be faggots, then we'll be faggots for you." He whispered to Martin, who started into "Cheree." "Jerry, Jerry/my black leather laddie," he warbled toward Fat Asshole, about fifteen octaves above his.