I haven’t slept with a white woman in a long time and I doubt if I ever will again. They are all trash. I have something of a girlfriend in Calcutta... Not a real girlfriend but a partner. She and I hooked up two years ago and we fucked only twice that trip. When she first grabbed my unit, she had laid down next to me and put her hand on my package, over my underwear. Her eyes were closed and she still had on her panties and bra. I was enjoying the sensation of being so close to her but all was. Get Wilson and you two have breakfast without me. He can give you computer lessons, if need be." Okay, hey there is a bicycle in the shed can I use it. I would love to tour the area instead of running?" she suggested."Of course you can," I said. "It might need a little wipe down but it's a pretty good bike." I had liked the bike we used on the courier run I bought another just like it one day on a whim."Cook thanks," she said sounding cheerful. It was all part of a new life I supposed."When I. I watched for a minute or so then left and went into the bedroom and soon returned with a leather hood and whip. I saw that Keesha had let goof Joe and had stripped down to her bra and panties and Joe was just finishing getting undressed when I approached Keesha, "You need these baby?" I said to her, "Oooh fuck yeah" she replied and I watched as she placed the hood over Joe's head and had him get down on his knees and sit erect, head held high. Keesha slowly walked around Joe as I began to. I prayed Mario would come and help me out, but he was nowhere to be seen. He started rubbing his hand on my leg the way my father did and I panicked. I started fighting against him, but he didnt get it. I just wanted to leave and he wouldnt let me up. Tears began to stain my cheeks and I could hear myself wail. Why couldnt anyone else? The next thing I knew I was on my feet with someones arm around my waist, holding me up. The big guy was picking himself up off the floor and I could hear this.