He agreed to my price, and said he’d have the money at our regular meeting that Wednesday. I got on the bus and pulled out my sketchbook on the ride...to Benjie’s house. I had started drawing to pass the time on the bus once there were no longer any feet to look at“You draw?” Benjie asked.“I draw and paint, actually. I still need to work on human figures, though.” I showed him the study of Kevin I was working on.“Think you could draw a picture of me?”“I can draw it today if you have time. It’d be. It was unfamiliar territory and I would feel awful if Benji got lost or injured or any of the other horrible things he suggested to make his point and put the fear into me. So Benji stayed with the parentals and off I headed in a big teenage huff to see what I could discover on this deserted hillside. Between the dog discussion and huffing off, I had forgotten my bottle of water which I'd left on the front step. Of course I only realised this when I was thirsty so I must have only been about 10. It is a beautiful Saturday, and I pull in to the garage a little after 1:00 pm. I go through the back door of the garage with the steaks and extra charcoal. There I am greeted by the site of your sister Pam sunbathing naked by the pool, oiled up and looking beautiful. Then I look towards the house and see you with Paul screwing you doggy style and you sucking on what must be Jim's big dick. Jim must be 10-11 inches and thick as a coke can. My dick immediately hardens and I walk over to Pam, who. "What th--?" she whispered to herself. "Please don't remove that. My Master--" "Your MASTER? What do you mean your master?" she asked me. "Who's your master?" "Outside the door. My Master put that inside me and he told me I have to wear it during the concert. Please Ma'am. I can't disobey him." "Who? That black man you were with?" My eyes were flooding with tears. "Yes. My King. My Master. Please let me keep it. He's going to check it as soon as you let me leave." She stood back from me and.