He could already read better than kids in the second grade could. He could write his name and several other words. He could even count to twenty and a...d up numbers that came to ten.I got one of the schools that offered gifted programs to accept him. It meant I had to move, but it was easier to live closer to his school than being closer to mine. I was able to get him into an after school program, so I had time to get home to him from the University on the days I had to attend.As for my love. That night that little girl took me twice in her pussy and once in her mouth sucking me hard for the last time.When she left there she was wobbling but happy, she knew that she’d be sore but also told us that the next time was on her and she wanted a repeat of tonight, we have it set up for next weekend but she says she starts her period then so the week after that she’s ours for the entire night of fucking and sucking.When she came back that Friday night she told her mom that she would be. Then, I felt him pull my arms around my back and tie my arms from my wrists to my elbows. Then he said that at most times during the night, I would be gagged. Whether that was with some kind of gag or a penis, I would have very little opportunity to talk or voice my pain. From that point on, I was in what I believed to be two different locations in the room. One was a standing location, the other was the bed. I felt various levels of pain, but what was more was my level of fear. I was pulled. There was no way she could let herself do it... even if she did find the courage. Elsie Shelton's was known all over the county, and though the law never stopped the goings-on, the place was notorious. Billie'd heard that white folks were welcome at Elsie's from time to time, but not many. Jed had told her once that white musicians from the city often stopped there, and she remembered his sneering laugh when he said those kind of whites weren't really any different from niggers anyway. Of.