My heart nearly leaped out of my chest, I had been masturbating and fantasising about getting fucked by a black guy for so long and now I was being of...ered the chance to experience it for real. I agreed immediately. Coyly he told me that Tom had been jerking off for years thinking about having me, he had asked Andy many times if he could make it happen with me, Andy agreed he'd like that to happen but didn't think that I would go along with it. Recent to that time Andy had borrowed some money. ”“So you’ve decided to become a pussy and run from a challenge? Is that it?” Kara asked sharply.I laughed, hard, causing Kara to give me a strange look.“I always thought that was an odd way to call someone a coward,” I smirked. “After all, a pussy bleeds for a week every month, and can take a pounding and come back for more!”Kara giggled, “OK. But you know what I meant!”“I never said I was giving up or running from the challenge, just that it was harder than I expected it to be. I’m here and. Dawn looked over and Elizabeth and smiled. Its hot out here, she commented, Lets all go inside, grab some drinks, and Ill show you what I got. The three of us went inside, and after grabbing three glasses of red kool aid (When I was growing up, there didnt seem to be any other kind), we went back to Dawns bedroom. It was messy, like always, with pink and purple and shiny things scattered all over. They turned to me. Get in the closet, Dawn demanded. Why? I asked, confused. Just do it. I want to. A short ride north and I found Graceland – home of the King of Rock and Roll for two decades starting in the mid-1950s. Sometimes a sucker for 'schmaltz, ' I stopped to tour the attractions at Elvis' house and the surrounding buildings. I walked through the small mansion staying behind the velvet cordons, enjoying views of the white living room, the green carpeted and famous Jungle Room, and even the King's grave. I got a look within his custom jet named after his daughter Lisa Marie, the large.