He wished he knew more information about her friends so he could call their families, but he didn’t, not even last names. Sara wasn’t any help to ...en regarding that information either, but she thought perhaps she could get some information from Laura’s office, where two of her friends also worked. Sara phoned Laura’s office and asked to speak to the manager. ‘Hello, this is Sara Whitfield, Laura Habernack’s sister. I am calling to inform you that she is missing. She never returned from her. The flavors of the ice cold drink swirledover my tongue and teased my senses. The night's coolair felt good against my skin. I sat my drink down on a tablenear a chase lounge chair then took a deep breath in. I releasedthe cleansing breath, letting out the stress of the evening.Just as I was getting a little relaxed while taking in thebeauty of the night, I heard sounds of the party again. Iturned around and the deep brown eyes of a truly handsomeblack man captured me. He had dark skin, smooth. Now. Lets enjoy. He said in a matter-of-fact way, humping her. She was rather impaled than fucked. It was like the head of his cock was somewhere between her boobs, just below her throat IT WAS! He humped her for a full 20 minutes before dumping a bucket load of cumb inside her, which spilled out onto the table only when he removed the plug of his cock. She thought to herself how glad she was that that was over. She promised God that shed never again wear the tight skirts, shorts and tops that. ’ ‘It gets you excited, doesn’t it?’ ‘Yes, Sir. Very excited.’ ‘I thought so. Tell me more.’ She paused. Then started talking. Hesitantly at first but then more and more freely. ‘I love feeling exposed. I love giving over control to someone else. There’s nothing more exciting for me than giving over control to someone—and then not knowing what is going to happen. It’s a bit like getting on a rollercoaster. You know that someone else is in charge. Someone else will decide what’s going to happen,.