The banquet room got plenty of food and drinks. While Jarad was happy that he graduated from the Marines, lately he had been wanting to hook up with g...rl. Not just any girl, but a black girl.Some of his Marine buddies have either dated them, had sex with them, fell in love with them, or all of the above. He wondered what it would like to be with a black girl in bed. As he was talking to all his friends, he then noticed a lovely black girl in her early 20s across from the banquet room. Her. I went upstairs and her door was closed. As I got closer, I could her the familiar sound of her vibrator. She was turned on for sure. I went back down the hall and yelled that I was going to take a quick shower and I see in the living room for TV. I was so excited I had to jerk off in the shower. I was sc****d about what I was going to do and what might happen, but the lust in me was overwhelming. I came quickly and changed into just some dry swim trunks, no boxers. I went downstairs. . She thrashed around and cried out and begged me to stop, her feet, still in their shiny shoes and ankle socks, waving around in the air. When I thought she’d had enough I picked up the camera again and took a shot of her from that angle. Then I reached over for the Vaseline and got a large glob of it on my thumb, which I slipped under her panties and between her now-tender cheeks. I began to massage and lubricate her there, gradually working my thumb further and further up her passage. She. I began to wonder about the life I had been thrust into. Who wereStephanie's friends? What kind of grades had I inherited from her? Whatkind of personality was I expected to have? I began to stress thatmaybe people would begin to see through my cover and know that I wasn'twho I claimed to be.My first question was answered when after an hour or two there was aknocking at the door."Who's there?" I asked."It's me," Mrs. Taylor responded."What do you want?" I need to talk to you about something."I.