As I put on my boxers and jeans, I promised myself never to tell Jack.Around 5 o'clock my mom called and said that I need a ride and have to be home b... 6. I asked Angie to take me and she agreed. When we got in the car I told her that I didnt need to be home until 6 that night. She nodded her head. We went to a strange part of town I didn't know. There weren't to many people around and we seemed to be the only car on the road. We pulled into a parking lot near a rundown 7-11. We went behind. He wanted to see his white slut wife get fucked like a cheap whore in front of him; he wanted a Black man to shoot his hot load of sticky cum in her wet cunt and dirty asshole. It had always been his fantasy to lick her well-fucked, loose pussy after she had been fucked her a group of Black male strangers who satisfied her insatiable cunt with severe pounding and brutal fucking. Tonight however, was his night. He was going to be transformed into the sissy, faggot bitch of his dreams. Tonight,. He would take her in his arms and exclaim over how soft she felt with this sweater covering her skin. He would pull her against him and she would feel how aroused he was by her. And then he would kiss her. Miranda’s lips parted on a shaky gasp and her eyes grew misty as her imagination took over. She slowly began to remove the outfit — imagining that it was Marcus who was undressing her, and as she slipped the clothes back onto their hangers, she felt a little shiver as a tiny orgasm swept. " She looked very sad.When I got home, I told Weena that I'd met a student from Perth College who remembered her. "She said she hated you." Who?" Angela. I didn't get her last name. She said she was a year behind you." Angela Ross!" She said you did everything best." I was an aggressive snot." And now you're my beautiful mother-to-be." You know how to sweet-talk a girl. Tell me about Angela." She went to Edith Cowan and became a teacher. She seems sad." Sad?" Her fiancé was one of those lost in.