.."What's that?" I'd guess your company of marines decided to be... mmm... disagreeable." Don't you have to go help them?" I think I'll stay here," sh... looks me up and down, slowly, like a hungry wolf deciding which part of the wounded gazelle to devour first, "to stay and guard the booty. Captain's prerogative."In the back of my mind I know there's something significant about the marines, but her gaze is hypnotic. Her eyes are green, not the green of a forest glade, but of the shadows between. She didn’t argue. The customer was always right.She was opening the door to get into Daddy’s car, when she heard a deep voice tell her, “Just slide right over bitch.” As she did so, a large Black man got in beside her.Latoya was shocked. Who was this man? What did he want? However he ignored her and spoke to Tyrone. “I’ve heard that some nerd is pimping out hoes in my territory. Is that true?”Tyrone knew that this guy was trouble. This guy was large, maybe 6 ft. 4 in. and 240 pounds. He looked. I think it was George that got me to loosen up. In fact I'm sure it was George."He bought me a sort of skimpy outfit one day. I didn't really want to but I wore it for him to an outdoor concert. I liked the way guys looked at me so I bought more clothes like that. It seemed that the less I wore, the more attention I got and the better I liked it. Anyway, on with the story."I sat across the table from Peter. George and Harold sat on either side of me, across from each other. I introduced. She has very large breasts (about grapefruit size). She usually wears a Speedo type suit at the pool, so you can see all her curves. Anyhow, although Sandy and I went to the pool pretty often, it just seemed like we were there at different times, so nothing else happened for about 10 days. Then one day, she was there with her friends and I was there with Mike. For awhile we were just doing stuff separately from each other. Then her friends started splashing Mike, and he started splashing back..