That might convince some of our patients to participate. Also, we should dedicate all the benefits from the show to the Foundation, to continue the wo...k of educating on the matter worldwide. And if we could convince just a fraction of our patients… We know some of the hottest and most famous women on Earth. Can you imagine? TV stations and streaming services in many countries would buy the rights to broadcast the show. We could make millions, all for charity!-Exactly. Come to think about it,. She’d come from old money yet she studied sociology, worked in soup kitchens and could always be found on Tuesdays volunteering at a hospital for crippled and burned children. Beautiful, and timelessly so, in so many ways. She was as beautiful on the occasion of Chuck’s fifty seventh birthday, the day she passed away, as on any other day I knew her. Everyone at the party said so, right up until she suffered the stroke that felled her — while she whirled about the room — as ever the perfect. I thought there’s something up here. All became clear when i went to go for a piss. “And where do you think your going” she said. “Oh come on auntie i need a piss”. “Not till we get home auntie, wants to use you”. My cock gave a little twitch at this as my imagination ran riot. “Let’s go home now auntie i’ll get a taxi for my mum and we can have the night to ourselves” . She laughed at my impatience but said okay. We got to the front door and went in. Mum was sitting on he couch looking a bit. He was to hot for me but I knew I'd suck him better than any other woman and that made him want me coz I am such a whore.The day we met he called me and told me what to wear. He told me when I arrive that I can only speak when spoken to and I should call him sir or master.He said lots of things like I'm a worthless whore who should suck cock for money and that he wanted to share me with his other black friends. He said he would sell me to them and smack me if I didn't cooperate.I met him though.