The guy came in the afternoon; when I was home alone. I showed the back yard and he said he would come in two days. I liked the guy. He was a tall bla...k man about my age, well toned and muscled. His name was Freddie.When he said goodbye, I noticed he was fixing the front of his pants with his hand in the driveway and he seemed to have a huge bulge.Then I felt I had started to get turned on a little by this black man...Two days later he came in the afternoon. He did the yard and came back other. He instinctively ducked and pissed down his leg."Dammit!" he cursed to himself.Muffled laughter tinkled down from somewhere above him. He straightened back up to finish his own tinkling. Then he looked around for Béla. He spied her just as she dropped to the ground near their backpacks. She was still naked. It seemed to be her natural state.'I guess she can't use her wings if she's dressed, ' he thought to himself. Then he grinned as he imagined Béla's wings tearing her clothes right off as. But here's a man who's trying to make it about me, and I can't enjoy it because of my past inadequate lovers. I guess they've fucked me more than one way in my life...damn bastards.My new train of thought plants a seed of confidence in me. Who says he needs to be in control? I can't find it in myself to use my voice just yet, so I use my body. I look him in the eye as I reach down and grab his rigid cock in my hand. His eyes go large for a moment, and he lets out a groan. It feels so huge in my. "If the bleachers are out and we have the stage set up for the band, most of the crap-load will not be able to get onto the dance floor. The bleachers will hold around two thousand if they all have small asses and we know some of these mothers and cousins will be amply assed. If the bleachers are rolled back against the walls, like they usually are for the prom, we'll have room for several hundred very crowded dancers and wallflowers, not to mention a riot created by the folks that can't get.