And when we were alone, he was never cruel, but he treated me like, well . He stood there looking at me up and down, and said, ‘what are you waiting for, bitch? Free black porn He no longer asked me where I wanted to go, or anything like that. “But you always have a good time,” he said. “They know, I know, and most of all, Linda my little slut, you know.” He put the cue down and stepped up close and squeezed my tits hard, his thumbs and forefingers pinching my nipples. .”
“But what?”
“I do some other things.”
“Such as,” I asked, feeling a little temper rising. And he wanted it just about every day. Whenever he showed up at my room, or I came to his room, I knew what was expected. I’m sure he was imagining the scene, but was embarrassed about just how prurient his interest was. And I slipped it off my shoulders and stood there, shivering a little in my bra, garter belt and stockings and shoes.
