And our combined parents paid for that. Now, let's wash up and drive into town for dinner."Half an hour later we were sitting in the Kookaburra Hotel....I ordered kangaroo, but Rachel was conservative and just had spinach crepes. We had coffee, but I was fearful of driving a rental car where there might be frost if I drank wine. The filet came with a tasty mustard sauce.We drove back to our 'residence, ' turned on the spa, and I got two glasses and a bottle of wine. We had a wonderful start to. I slept good, dreaming of fucking and sucking. I never knew how good it could be. I don’t know why parents insist that their kids refrain from having sex. It is wonderful. When I woke up, I found a hard cock in my hand. I guess I held Bob’s cock all night long. And I also felt his fingers in my cunt. But, I had to pee. Or I should say I had to piss. I was told that I had to use dirty words all the time now. Words like piss, shit, cunt, cock, tits, fuck, whore, slut and many, many more. I was. I didn’t need to work, at least for a few years. Second, and you see it coming… what better relocation for my purposes than to a city that is predominantly… black. Without the need to work, I devoted all my time to my ultimate fantasy - having Lisa used, almost constantly , by enormous black dick. This time it was different. I actually sat her down, told her my plans. I had worked over her mindset over the last year to the point of agreement on almost any subject. I told her I had forgiven. He took the panties out of my mouth. ?You won?t get away with this. I?ll never do as you want.? I yelled. ?Oh yes you will, unless you want us to show this tape to your wife and the police. I?m sure they would love a nice little boy like you in jail. And we?re going to start your training today. Darlene, get her stuff.? Darlene left the room and came back with my clothes, except instead of my regular underwear there were black thong panties and black thigh highs. She then untied me. .