I decided to trust her and hope things worked out once we got home. We drove quietly and slowly to my house. I was giving my girls time to get the hou...e ready. I hoped that they had sense enough to air out the bedroom, even though Debbie was not likely to end up there. Debbie seemed more confident and relaxed as the distance from her home increased. Something was bothering this girl and I was curious to find out what. I wished that I had as much confidence in my ability to help Debbie as Suzie. I reach up into the ceiling rafters and grab around for the string pull attached to a single overhead light bulb. Finding it, I give it a yank and with a click, light floods the sparse basement room. I look down and see it blinking back up at me. It’s eyes trying to adjust to the light as it stares back up at me, a look of distress on its face morphing into that pretty look of terror, I love, as it sees the soldering iron in my hand and leather belt dangling from the other hand.‘It’ is a pretty. The next day i planned a movie with my mom at home i bought an English movie DVD which had few sex scenes and started playing it. My mom and me sat on the couch and started watching it when the first sex scene came i juss forwarded the scene then my mom asked me “why are you forwarding the scene” i said the scene is a very bad scene the guy n girl having sex then she said it’s ok you can play that scene. Then i played back the scene, i can see some change in my mom’s face and the scene has. But Victor was not there…Then I heard some knock at the door. I opened and there was the same old black man from the pool.He came in and shut the door behind him.He stared at me and I felt my hands just starting to sweat.I lowered my eyes and glanced down at his bathing suit. He laughed, saying it was the second time I did it…I told him I was thinking he should go.He laughed again, asking if I wanted him to go out or if I wanted to see what it looked like his growing black cock outside those.