"You gonna trade my ass?" he demanded, looking angry, fists on hips, hat slightly crooked."Not my say," I told him. "Probably depends what we can get ...or you." How d'fuck I ain't startin'?" Isn't just you," I told him. "Whole new outfield tonight." All them young ones," he said, shaking his head. "Them prissy, college boys. Shit." Got to play 'em sometime. We're paying them too." Not as much. You gonna trade the preacher?" he asked."Maybe," I said, willing myself to be calm."And McGinty?"I. All it will do is make Mom angry with me!”“True. How’s Mom?”“No real trouble. She’s always checking up on me and kind of testing me about being like you, but so far, she doesn’t have a clue about what Ed and I are doing. We’re not allowed to date, but we’re allowed to hang out. I guess she still thinks you can only have sex at night! I did go to the Homecoming and Turnabout dances with Ed, though Mom was wary about it and made me come home right after the dance. It worked out OK because Ed and. Oh, and he had, what seemed to me, like a massive piece of meat hanging between his legs. I'd only ever seen lads in the showers at school...never a grown man's cock.I was quite different. Around half Brian's age, I was tall, skinny and almost hairless apart from the mop of brown on my head. Whilst I reckoned that there was nothing that Brian hadn't done, I was totally inexperienced at almost everything - I hadn't even had sex with myself let alone anyone else! A 'late developer' for sure. I. We ended up downstairs where the windows were high up, Darren moved a bench over so I could reach as I came down off the bench I slipped and he caught me before I could hit the floor. Darren was a big black man 36 years old about 6 foot tall, not what you would call body builder but strong and very handsome. I'm 48 mother of 3, not what you would call overly fat but carry a few extra pounds, I stand 5.6, about 240 lbs. shoulder length dirty blond hair with very fat tits and nice wide hips. I.