I'm pooped." If you're pooped, this will pep you up, Bob," Christie said. "You want toshare your first cock sucking experience with your lover boy, do...'t you,Gabrielle?" I couldn't agree with her more, but I couldn't say anythingwith my mouth full of this sweet sauce. I nodded my head in agreement andlooked at Bob pleadingly. With that look and Christie's and Kimberly's urgings and taunts ofchicken, Bob acquiesced. I tenderly took his face in my hands (in case hetried to chicken out) and placed. Both acquiesced.However, the piercings made it necessary to find a new GP and OB-GYN for Jaye - there were already too many questions from the white doctors in our small hometown about out frquesnt requests for STD and HIV testing.We found two Black doctors in the metro area near us. The OB-GYN, after hearing the story of how the piercings got there, her relationship with Robert -- it was the first time I heard her refer to him as her "Master"- and my role, schedules us each month as his last. ..”He started thinking aloud. ‘Let’s see four to five tricks a night. A hundred per. It may take a little while but at least I can quickly put some cash in their hands. That ought to keep them off my back.”“Kyle, you can’t possibly think I would...”“You’ll do what you’re told, slut!”The words bitch, whore, slut and mother had apparently become interchangeable.“But ... but you’re asking me to ... to...”“Screw! Bitch, screw! It’s what you obviously love to do with young boys. Now you’ll do it. "Roger glanced at her uniform, then said, "Well, Ms. Imahara, I hope you get what you want. I've got some sailors to attend to."Imahara looked at his name tag in turn, then smiled, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Able; I hope you get what you want too." Navy traditions didn't include salutes for non-commissioned officers, but Imahara struck a brace anyway, and saluted. Roger returned the salute, then shook her hand, and went back to his crew, intending to have a conversation with Tom about their.