Had to attend summer school. (* I was so disappointed in myself)* the evening was hot as I prepared to leave when I saw my prof ask’ come see me’ ...o I entered her office and she smiled. I ,needing a friendly face. ‘ I’m sorry about what happened last term. “ no worries’ I replied. As we sat on her coach sipping tea,I relaxed. Heard’ unavoidable ‘ . Just the, i felt a finger slowly sip up my blouse caress me gently. Slowly caressing my breast and nipple. Slow. ‘ Your beautiful ‘ she whispered.. I hear niggers can make their cunts nice and tight. Extra muscles I guess. They tell me, nigger's got good cunt muscles," He lowered himself to look at my pussy. I still held my legs spread wide. I whimpered feeling him rub the muzzle of his gun over my pussy lips. With a quick hard shove he drove the cold metal barrel inside me. My pussy lips parted allowing the gun in deeper."I can't believe I never fucked a nigger before, never raped one. Bitch, I'm almost twenty-five years old. Better make. 1090 Page Street was no longer a free-fuck zone. I intermittently nailed MariLyn, or a cartoonist’s girlfriend, or some of the old doper/wino gals I had known before, but I had nothing regular or even stupendously exciting, usually. I sure was not ready to cruise for guys. Little blonde MariLyn and I were off-and-on and not yet divorced. We did not really like each other much any more, but we sort of needed each other, were used to each other, shared a history — co-dependent? In one of our ‘on’. The emperor had lent him to my service, both for intelligence and pleasure. This was a boon, as my wife had recently fallen pregnant and was no longer available to me. I gave the boy a vigorous fucking each night, he assisted me with my correspondence to the various frumentarii in the provinces during the day, and we went to the synagogue every Sabbath. The rabbis did not know, or pretended not to know, that I had sacrificed to the emperor and been granted an exemption from the Jewish tax, but.