" Surely she wasn't racist, wasshe?"Tha-that's not a problem."Jenny's words lacked conviction but she wasn't running so Marcus pressed hisadvantage. ...His first order of "attack" was always to get the bitch agitated.He had long ago mastered the art of projecting his awesome sexual magnetism.Marcus was proud to be in the front line soldiering in his own little war to dosome payback on whitey. The way he had it figured, there was so much pollutionin the proud Afro-American blood from all those. I guess all-state tight ends don't have as big an impact as all-state quarterbacks like Zack Hayes a couple years ago.When the press conference was over Greg introduced Ed, Jeremy and me to Coach William Davis, head coach of Boston College. Coach Davis was well briefed. He knew exactly who we were as soon as Greg mentioned our names. He couldn't try to recruit us, but he did leave his card with us in case any of us wanted to give him a call. He did say that he might give us a call in a few. With her laid back he removed her knickers with one pull and moved up to her nipples, taking one in his mouth and sucking deeply on it. As she squirmed at his touch he pushed two fingers straight into her wet pussy and started fucking her vigorously whilst saying "this is want you wanted on he ball, go on admit it" "You looked so horny when I walked in there I wanted to fuck you right there and then".Frankie moaned as his fingers punched in and out of her pussy, she was so close to cumming she. I had feared that each of them felt I was something of a lecher, building a harem of young women and a susceptible artist. I thought especially after our dinner conversation that they were starting to more accurately see me as a bit of nerd who happened to fall in love with multiple women.Ash and Christy had gone out of their way months earlier with their parents to be sure they knew that THEY had approached ME, rather than me seducing two innocent and virginal young teenage girls. Whenever I.