"You want me to do what?" Bethany asked as she sat there in her bed in her skimpy nightgown."It's not what I want; it's what you're going to do, Betha...y. You're doing to suck my cock. Do it," Philip insisted and he pulled his briefs off that he'd slept in and stood there waiting for Bethany to move into action. Bethany actually loved sucking cock. She'd sucked guys cocks long before she ever lost her virginity and she loved the taste of hot hard cock in her mouth.Bethany hesitated for several. I'm really grateful for you helping me, Derek. I didn't sleep worth a damn last night, so I think I'll curl up on the couch and take a long nap. I'll see you later." Yeah, seeya!"I went back after lunch, sneaking some left-over mac-n-cheese and a broiled chicken leg when Mom wasn't looking. I set the food on the kitchen table and found Kristen still sound asleep on the couch with Virgil curled up beside her.What I saw made my eyes bug out! I knew I should just turn around and sneak out of the. .. the thing is ... I like white guys better. I don’t like being treated like a Baby Mama. I like having my door opened and my chair pulled out.“I don’t want to sit on a stoop and drink malt liquor. I want to sit down with the deputy mayor at Les Lumières. The white guys weren’t interested. I was black and I played sports. Some of them knew I wasn’t a lez but that didn’t stop the jokes or the rumors. I had friends but they treated me like the token Negro – the girl that let them look in the. ″ said Anthony, putting down the phone. ″The agreement you signed quite clearly says that between six and seven on a Sunday evening you have to obey instructions from anyone who's in this house. I know - I can't touch you and I can't hurt you - no intention of doing either of those. But I have an hour to order you about and if you don't do what I say, I'll call Uncle Jack and we'll see what happens.″She stared at him. At eighteen, Anthony shared his sister's skinniness, but while her body had.