"Of course not," Miss Stevens grinned like a gleeful cat, shaking herhead, teasing me as I blushed even fiercer. "Why would a 100% straightwhite boy e...er want to look at what lurks between the legs of a largeblack man? Why would you ever want to, Josh? I know you've told me you'renot gay - not even the slightest bit curious - so I know you wouldn'thave looked. Silly question of mine, really. I do hope you'll forgive me,Josh," Miss Stevens winked."Yes, Miss Stevens," I mumbled awkwardly."Now, it. I thought about all the things I could make my mom do when we got away from these guys. Yes, my mom was going to be my slut and I would have her fucking everyone and sucking cocks. She would get to eat my cunt a lot. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that mom and dad were really into doing these things. I think she was his slut and I bet she had fucked a lot of guys before. I was going to find out for sure.I listened as they fucked and then I felt Bob moving. He looked at me and. ”I should have known what Majid meant by a closer look at their meat, but when I didn’t answer right away, Majid pulled away and stood up in front of me. I continued stroking Chakir’s cock as Majid stood up on the couch with one foot on either side of me and then leaned in placing his hands on the high back of the couch, which put his big cock right in front of my face. I honestly had not thought about that encounter going further than me stroking them, but then I was faced with his big cock. . No! Could it actually be a sex orgy going on up there?Without warning the lights came on again, full and bright, blindingly bright. When his eyes had finally adjusted, Emerson saw that the stage was empty. No one there. No orgy. Nothing.Had it been illusion? A hallucination brought on by the speaker's power? Hypnosis? Nothing but stage magic?As he filed out of the auditorium, following the departing crowd, Emerson mechanically stuck out his hand to accept a leaflet from someone. He looked up.