Didn’t I already get enough from Ms. Jansen?“We have a horny little girl with no titties that likes to cum without permission,” Ms. Martin conti...ued, “Should tit-less little girls be allowed to cum?”The crowd booed and hissed, “Nooooo!”“Tissues, get your little butt out here right now!” Ms. Martin ordered.I took a deep breath and walked out to loud cheering. I could see that all the ladies were now naked. Ms. Martin was the only one with clothes on and she was still fully dressed!Ms. Martin. Sally heard the conversation and felt this was her chance to find out what it would be like to suck on another cock besides Tim‘s. She took the phone from Tim and said, hello Bill, I sure wish you were here so I could suck you off, she told him. I don’t think I can ever get enough cock to satisfy my desire for sucking cock, she went on to tell him. Bill was almost too stunned to speak. Never before had he heard a girl confess a love for sucking cock and then he remembered his brother’s. ‘So what, I will have every single man in this car park wanting you’. She turned to face me, deep silence descended as she looked at me long and hard. No longer so cocky and self-assured, I could see I had also touched a nerve, her desire to be wanted, validated and desired. Although nervous, I could tell that her desire was increasing as I continued to quietly encourage her to show me her legs. I saw her nipples harden, clearly protruding through her dress and then slowly she relented, looked. * * * * Sandy’s spent. I watch her for several seconds, then pack my bowl and head downstairs. Unlike her, the storm and I are full of energy. Dark… powerful energy. I can still Feel Katrina coiling up to strike the Gulf Coast. Happens every Summer. When I was little my grandfather, a farmer, taught me how to tell the weather. Even told me the Tales of Indians who could Feel the Weather. Like I can, though I don’t think there is any Indian in my family. But there is Power. The kind most Blacks.