I entered and turned to the right to head to the urinals. as I walked past the sink, I noticed a young black man washing his hands. He had a bag with ...im also. I went about my business and as i was peeing, I noticed the young black man take the stall next to me. I will normally check out the person next to me to see if there is anything showing. as I glanced, I saw a hard black cock sticking out of his pants, but couldn't see the head as he was too close to the urinal. since he was hard I. I promise you that if you go along with me here, everything is going to get better and you will live the life of luxury. Now go home and be the sweet wife to Peter that I know you are."I looked at him. I smiled and did not say one fucking word. I went with Bill, and I did get home before Peter. I was sick; I was sick with myself, I was sick with Peter. I felt I should just tell him everything that had happened, including what happened today at his boss's house. I should tell him that he should. She then wanted me to massage her cunt which I’m a pro at, but she would hit me regularly during the process.After that she made we wear a belt as a dog leash and walked around the house with me. She whipped me and spanked me till my butt cheeks turned red. She then slapped me hard and kept on abusing me, she would edge with my cock, play with to an extent and then stop, so that I don’t cum much.She then took me to her toilet and sat on my mouth and peed all over me. I was loving it at this. ” He said.“A sister sent to me for safe keeping ... I did the best I could. Then you and she paraded your barely dressed bodies in front of the worst possible selection of reprobates this side of the Left Coast.”Admiral Turner interrupted, “Do you have any idea which one of those young idiots drugged her drink?”“Not a clue...” I started.He looked terribly disappointed. I raised my hand palm forward ... STOP. “But the bartender knows.”“What makes you think that?”“Because he had a stack and a.