My friends and I went to a bar to celebrate being called back to work and there was a man there by the name of Antonio, a man of Mexican descent. I finally worked up the courage to tell my Pastor and he never did anything about it. Black porn No, way. And we did alot but that might be another story. He was speaking to me in Spanish and English and was telling me how beautiful I was and how bad he wanted to make love to me but that he needed my permission to go on. Finally, I gave him my number and he called within a half hour to make sure I made it home okay and he asked me to meet him for coffee. Then he slowly tugged my jeans off while looking me in the eye, he left my panties on. That all changed one day when I was 12 yrs. He taught me how to ride him and to let him know what I wanted and how I felt.
