If she went in this guy's room, and he'd screwed up, things could get ugly -- and escaping unscathed might not be possible. On the other hand, he migh... know EXACTLY what he was doing -- and that could be a trap! Oh, why had she wasted her money on this place? Hotel security was reported to be excellent, but when you're under a guy's hands... And, irony of ironies, his name was Mike... 'She's absolutely scared to death!' Mike realized. 'Well, I'm a little freaked, myself... ' "Uh, I guess I. Should be good for a laugh or two.Wade had used Benny's crew many times before, especially with white women, married or not, who wanted to dabble with some exotic black meat. Black gangbangs were hot right now, the "in" thing for bored, rich white women to try out. And the gals always wanted the men to be VWE, very well endowed. Gay men were quickly jumping on the bandwagon, too. Yeah, Wade thought, black cock was a hot ticket item right now.Hell, at a recent cocktail party, he'd overheard a. " I know the rules," she said softly. She started unbuttoning her blouse."You shouldn't be here," I blustered."But I am," she said softly, "and I agreed to this. I didn't think it would happen, but..." The blouse slowly came off, exposing her no-nonsense brassiere over her small, conical titties. "Let's go in the bedroom." Her voice was sad, listless. I felt like a skunk. She got out of her clothes like she was just going to bed -- no affectation. She was, I dunno, too thin and soft and. Somehow "choked on a load of come" didn't sound to appealing for a cause of death.The summer was exciting in one other way. I got a summer job helping at a Senior Center, and was glad to get away to the parties on the weekend. It was a big change from people with infirmities, arthritis, memory loss, and so on. I also checked to make sure I could do this as a year-round job. As the third of three kids, I knew my college expenses would have to be borne by myself. Of course Krys wasn't too keen on.