We sipped and chatted and got to know Bryce better, who it would seem was incredibly wealthy. He had started and subsequently sold three well-known te...h adjunct companies that shrewdly took advantage of shortcomings in other developer product lines. “Find a hole and fill it,” he said with a conspiratorial wink which garnered him a round of laughs and “here here,” from all of us. More Dom and excellent conversation flowed. The next thing I know is I feel Lilly’s hand guiding me down under the. He commanded me, "On Yourknees girl." I sank down to my knees and batted my eyelashes at him. Hetold me, "I want you to beg me to let you suck my nigger dick. You usedthat racist word when you first saw me and now you will beg me to fuckyour mouth." He knew that I was his and would obey him and stood theresmirking at me on my knees before him. He was determined to make sure Ihad not a shred of pride left. Having no choice, I abased myself bysaying, "Please sir, may I suck your wonderful black. I loved their legs. I loved their panties. White cotton panties or nice silky pink ones. I didn't care. I just loved the short skirt and panty look. So I decided to throw on my all white tennis uniform and head for the practice wall. On the way there I saw my neighbour, Mrs Lacey. She was at the washing line. She was gorgeous, her long tanned legs were always on show as she always wore short skirts and dresses. Her make up was always magnificent. I had many a night dreaming about those. Then, when I woke up the next morning, I found I had overslept and missed my usual breakfast time. I felt sluggish and lethargic and decided to start the day with a run to invigorate myself and settle my nerves. I put on my running gear and tried to sneak out of the house but Mum intercepted me.“Worried about the prom?” she asked.I nodded.“There’s a lot of responsibility on you because of your poor decision about a prom date,” she said.Just what I didn’t need - more pressure. I didn’t respond..