As I read the sub topics, Donna paused, what?1. My tool2. Your sample bag3. Your pictures4. My pictures 5. My story6. Checklist Now Donna ...as really curious and went to his tools, and that was a close up of a Keith’s dick, Donna had heard black males had big dicks. Donna uttered, my god that is just huge. Donna had never seen a black man’s dick and with it measuring 7.5 inches and another picture showing that it was 2 inches thick. If that wasn’t overwhelming the next picture was. She rubbed her hand back and forth, squishing noisily through my labia lips, and drawing a hushed moan from deep in my throat.“Pick up your soiled underwear slave.” she ordered from behind me. I reached down with my left hand, but before I could grab them, she stopped me. “No. Pick them up with your mouth.”From my vantage point I could see that they were really soaked with my piss, and I balked at her order. “But they are soaked in pee.” I said.I felt the back of my hair being grabbed roughly. His surname's Blackman. Now, he might recognise me, we were at school together."Olivia watches as Nigger walks to the bar, a pint is placed before him without a word spoken. He passes a five pound note to Gerry and says "Ta" as he lifts the glass to his lips.She is still watching as Gerry returns with his change, they bend their heads together and have a quiet conversation."He was in those pictures." Olivia observes."I know."He stares again at his empty glass."Do you want to cook or shall we. They were all going to the beach. I had to work but gave them a smile. I did not get much work done that day. It was not until a few days later that I called her. She was heading to sign up for classes. We met for some coffee. We kinda of hit it off. I was not sure if there was a spark. But I did want to see her again. I smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek for our first date. Our second date was dinner and a movie. It was her choice. She wanted to see a horror movie. I just wanted to get to.