”I got a pass to the PX annex where a bank of pay phones stood. I turned $10 dollars into quarter inside. Grabbing a phone, I called my dad and had ...im get a hold of the Congressman, giving him the pay phone number. I grabbed a coke and a picnic table and waited several hours until the Congressman’s office called back. Whatever aid I talked to there took down notes of this nightmare my service was turning into and she promised the Congressman would see it as soon as possible. I had to return to. I looked at his mouth, the shadow slanting across his face. The silver chain against his skin.“Uh-huh.”His head dipped, his mouth finding mine and claiming it. It was nothing like the way he’d kissed me before. This was an adult kiss, dragging and drugging, his tongue in my mouth and his teeth in my lip. It felt almost indecent, X-rated, something that only the two of us should ever be allowed to see. He tasted like sugar but with a kind of burn to it. It took me a few seconds to realise it was. He lifted her up ahead of him and began kissing her down her stomach, making a circle around her navel, and his hands slid down her hips pulling her pants off and resting on her mound. Gently, he scratched her mound and tugged at the wisp of pubic hair that trailed to her tender lips. He felt the droplets of wetness that had collected like dew at her entrance and lets his index finger part her lips and expose her labia. Sticking his tongue out, Cam licked, leaving a trail of saliva and firmly. . When she finally came back to the table, Ana had her red thong in her hand. She handed it to me and I could notice it was damp soaking wet. Anita smiled at me and I told she was a real bitch.She asked me if I was hoping she would fuck all those black guys there. They were more than a dozen and she said she only had three holes…Before I could answer, an announcement came over from the DJ. He was talking about the amateur pole dance on a black contest. The rules of the contest included the.