So Iremembered the story Grandpa told about the man who lynched his father,and how he sent him to live as a Jew in Nazi Germany. "Marc's Father smiled...and said, "Very true, after being in a concentrationcamp, he realize that all people have certain rights and became part of'Amnesty International.' Yes it certainly made him a better person. Andthe curse doesn't work unless the punishment fits the crime, but why didyou choose your Grandmother."Marc laughed, "Well more like my Great, Great, Great,. ” “Why?” “I told you. Part of a project.” “Sure. Whatevs. So, do you know the guy? Is he hot? Tell me he’s hot. I’ll bet Kyle is jealous if you’re in the same project group.” “I dumped Kyle.” “What! B, you do NOT do something like that without letting me know.” “Sorry. It’s recent. I was gonna tell you when you get home.” “Hold up. Did you dump him for this guy?” “I…” “You did! Are you fucking him?” “I…” “You are! Is he good?” “He…” “That good? Holy fuck.” How does she do that? “You need to. "Well, take a little walk around and get used to them," Denise suggested."Last thing you probably want to do is twist an ankle and need to go tothe ER. I don't want to ruin our evening."It gave John an idea about feigning an injury while testing the shoes butwas certain that would only result in him being turned over to thepolice. Instead he just strolled around the room. At first he was alittle wobbly but soon got the hang of it again.Denise finished and turned to John. He hadn't seen her. "Oh---YESSS!! That's it."Duane vigorously fingered the older white guys rectum like that for a while, until Thomas's much smaller, and limp cock, was beginning to ooze pre-cum; and Duane liked that reaction very much!"When I do fuck your ass," Duane said, "I'm going to fuck you good and proper; as befitting a man who's family once traded in my people as slaves." Oh---yesss," came the reply. "Please! I want you to fuck me. Take me! OWN me! I beg you." Hmmm," Duane said grinning at the eagerness.