My father Cullen Henderson is an atheist and my mother Janice Brown Henderson is a lapsed Catholic who turned to Agnosticism. Yeah, those are my paren...s. They met as students at Northeastern University in the mid-1980s, got married and had little old me. Growing up as a biracial man in Boston wasn’t easy, even though it’s a progressive town. The City of Boston has a long history of progressivism. Deval Patrick, the first Black man elected Governor of Massachusetts is a resident of Boston, and. A box was set beside them containing the majority of my cd's and the sound of someone rifling through my things came from my bedroom.Stepping silently into the room, I looked towards the sound and saw a woman, dressed in a large red flannel shirt and jeans, her back towards me as she quickly went through the remainder of my cd's throwing all of them into a large backpack. She had long dark brown hair which fell past her shoulders and obscured her face from me. Silently creeping up behind her I. I decided to turn my head and look directly at him, he immediately froze and I saw the look of terror in his eyes (combined with lust from what he was watching). I quickly put my finger to my lips in a gesture that he not make a sound and when he started to relax I motioned him closer to where the wife and I were at on the blanket. He slowly inched towards us, as if in a trance, his eyes glued to my wife's ass and pussy. His cock, which had deflated a little when he noticed me looking at him. “It does however, make me more aware of my balls and penis.” After spanking me for a while with her hand she said, “Your bottom has turned a nice pink color. Now I am going to spank you with the hairbrush.” Now the hairbrush stung my bare bottom a lot more than her hand, and I began to squirm around a little. “Clyde, I can’t have you moving about while I am spanking you. So stand up, kneel on the couch, and bend over the back of it.” It felt good to take a short break and stand up. Sally then.