’ After Robert had left, I spoke up, ‘Are you sure about this?’ My wife looked at me in surprise, ‘You’re not afraid of your wife being arou...d black men, are you? Besides, we could use some money, and I’m sure we’re better at Texas hold’em than they are.’ I had to agree with her. We were short on money and we were both experienced poker players. Our guests showed up early on Friday evening. Liz was in the kitchen preparing some snacks, when the doorbell rang. When I answered the door I was. I couldn't believe how well it worked.For the first hour, things went well. People moved in, got their orders, I carved, and people left. I kept counting. Forty steaks left. Thirty steaks left. It was seven-fifteen and things started getting interesting."This is not medium rare!" the man in front of me declared. He looked at me angrily and the other five people at his table looked down in embarrassment. Bill had told me that some people just couldn't be pleased. It looked perfectly medium rare. Achmed happily paid the boy, but he was still not happy. “He has paid his debt to me, now he must go back to his people!” Jamaal declared f***efully, looking firstly at Achmed then at Ijah. “Alas its true the boy has more than paid his debt, but are you sure that he wants to go back? I think we should discuss this with the boy when he awakens, don’t you Ijah?” Ijah looked uncertainly at Jamaal, it was true, he was falling for the small white boy, fucking him was the most amazing experience. She lived, she believed, in the real world. The real world, to her, was knowing her limitations and living to fight another day!The embarrassment of presenting her bare buttocks to the Earl, even though not by choice, far outweighed the pain she was feeling. It was not every day, she considered, that a woman was spanked by her brother in law. Her face was as red with embarrassment as her buttocks were with the over the knee hand spanking!The Earl, his wrist starting to ache, decided enough was.