"You mean, like the time when I gave buttons to the church collection instead of the money my father had given me because I wanted to buy an ice cream..." No, silly," she said, wriggling closer to me and resting her hand on my bare thigh, whispering conspiratorially, "something really, really secret!"Her fingers felt like they could burn through my skin, and I had trouble keeping my mind on the here and now."Really secret, like..."She sat next to me, and goosebumps raced up and down my back as I. My name is Marcus, Marcus Taylor, but me friends just call me, Bull."Miriam was dumfounded. Coach Carter hadn't told that her "boarder" would be a Negro. She didn't consider herself prejudicial but she didn't regularly associate with "Coloreds." Her father still called them "Niggers" and "Darkies." Miriam hoped that her daddy didn't pay her an unannounced visit and find this black male living in the same house as his precious little white daughter."Come in, Marcus. You are just in time for. Can you handle it?"She clearly invited going for broke. "Well, yes, I could handle it, but it might even be more fun if I used my tongue." Nice rose." She nodded and smiled."Why, thanks! I wondered when some guy would have the balls to mention it. Many men look. Some women look shocked, while others seem interested Men are my first choice, but I don't rule out the girls." At that point, she recrossed her legs, and I saw that she was wearing sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose. I couldn't yet tell if. .."You love this don't you?"He finally pulled out and my mouth just stayed open. I was drooling and grunting at how much my throat and belly ached. He just stared at me a minute then pushed the neck of one of his empty beer bottles into my mouth. He ordered me to bite down and hold it."You drop that and I'll beat your ass until you bleed" he warned.An empty beer bottly isn't really heavy unless you've been sucking cock for an hour and your mouth, your jaws, your lips, and your throat are so.