“I met them in ship-to-ship action. This was the first time on the ground.”She didn’t say anything else but pulled me into a deep kiss with thos... fabulous lips. I could feel my traitor body respond and grow hard. I embraced her back, wrapping my arms around her chest, feeling the definition of her back’s muscles. I buried my face in her black breasts, shutting out the horror that was always just a half-step behind me.After several minutes she slipped her leg under me and kind of scooped me up. "When they heardwhat I had in mind, they thought it was laughable." They told that to your face?" Not straight away. They were kind of interested at first because theywere under the impression it was going to be a fantasy novel, but when Isaid the story was real from start to finish, as in... What's the termfor it?" Non-fiction?" Yeah, non-fiction. It's not a damn fairytale, and I made that clear.That's when they pulled out. One told me the whole thing was, quote,unworthy of belief, unquote. It. But the definition in my arms, legs and upper body started to take shape. After two more weeks, I was down twenty pounds but as gym members would say, I was ripped. You could see the veins in my upper arms and my stomach was beginning to get ripples in it. I turned nineteen years old on a Friday with little fanfare. My mom bought a small cake and some ice cream, and we ate together that night. She bought me several pairs of jeans and two shirts because most of my clothes were too small. I was. Her head a blur again with passion, orgasm after orgasm rocked over her. She felt strong arms lift her, was it over? No she was moved over to the bed. She felt like a piece of meat, weak and defenceless, at the mercy of others but strangely excited. This was all new too. Leroy was lying on the bed and with his help Carleton lowered her onto him. She was facing the camera legs parted by a huge black cock which was pumping her sordid redden slit . Her upper body was drawn back forcing her to lie.