“Yeah, well, that would explain why I got a D minus,” Betty laughed and then asked what it takes to get in on this discipline game.“It isn’t a...game, and I am sorry school is all full up this semester!” My mom insisted. I was happy about that. Betty was far too hot to hang out with us. Everything would be about Betty.“Oh pretty, please? I’ll be good! I want to learn to be a good cocksucker. I bet Daddy would like that, wouldn’t you?” she said to the man that was with her.“You are pretty good as. When she saw her bright smile and her wave, Amy immediately felt better. She knew that Jill would understand and not judge her."Hi Amy," Jill said brightly as she sat down. She knew from the panicked telephone call and the look on Amy's face that something was wrong.As soon as the waiter left with their drink order, Jill looked at Amy and said, "It happened, didn't it?" Yes!" Amy answered.Jill wanted to scream for her to tell her all about it but she knew that Amy was upset. "You don't look. The car moved onto gravel & began to travel much slower until after a few minutes we came to a halt & you heard the trunk lid pop open above you. You wanted to scream for help, but your gag made it impossible & you knew instinctively that we were miles from anywhere, so there wouldn't be anyone around to hear you.You were sure more than 2 hands took hold of the sack that had confined you during the trip & you froze in terror. This was far more than you'd bargained for & you regretted having. He was an US black man who claimed to be heterosexual. However, he also claimed to be attracted to reciprocal oral sex with men. Now, since he considered himself straight, he preferred to practice it in booths, in order to make it as impersonal as possible. Although he did not declare to have racial preferences all the adventures that he told occurred with whites. There was a detail of his descriptions that caught my attention: that he never talked about kissing other men, though he did not say.