He had the help of a Vietnamese refugee who had taken a crowded, leaky fishing boat to freedom back in '78 and through an improbable series of events ...ound up in Albany River.The fact that Nguyen Binh Ky was a lovely girl in her early twenties may have had something to do with his continued interest; he married her in '83, but kept up with his language lessons. Binky, as everybody called her, had the group over to the house every now and then for language lessons and Vietnamese food, so they'd. “Count, my horny little slut, or it does not count!” Again, without warning, and answering crack on the other side mirrored the first.Gasping Izzy cried “One! Oh god, one!” Her whole ass was on fire, and he was just beginning. Alex had been firm, demanding, but she’d never felt anything like this. It hurt, oh god it hurt, but the heat seemed to only intensify her other aroused feelings“Two” and then “Three, Ah!” met his next two blows, equally hard, raining down on her slowly numbing skin. Her. Smith then came over to me and told me to pay him for hiring Raphe. I knew exactly what he wanted, because his payments usually involved my 2 friends, Kneel and Bob. Everything should have been perfect. Smith had gotten us a room, at a motel clear across town from the apartment complex Raphe was working at. What was Raphe doing near the motel? You can train a puppy not to shit on your rugs, but you can’t train a man to do anything. Raphe was driving past the motel, because the motel happened. Eventually married. At this point house slaves were... while notexactly common, an understood item. So his wife was not too shocked whenwe were introduced and I asked to suck her tits.Alan Jr. moved back to his parents' house on their death and kept me alittle tucked away, away from the kids. I lived in their bedroom, readyto take Alan's cock or give his wife mine whenever they needed - whichwas pretty often.Eventually, of course, they grew old too. Their son, Alan III, wassurprised to learn.