So much to do, so little time. I grasped my throbbing dick and squeezed it to center my thoughts, then stepped towards the door marked "Africa". Behin...d it I found two small seperate rooms, one with a sign ENGAGED, one with the door open. I walked inside and found inside it a young black woman shackled to the wall with big handcuffs. Her face shimmered from dried tears, she was completely naked and had brusies all over her body. I stepped up to her and touched her face. She looked at me,. Mary scrubbing the floor for her. Mary on her knees, hungrily staring at the tray of Thai food she was serving. Mary’s bruised face against the carpet, kissing Sandy’s foot. Mary crying when she took her favourite dress from the paper box under the kitchen table and saw it was covered in chocolate. Mary emptying out her purse and handing the last remaining bills to Sandy. A full-length shot in the mirror of Sandy riding Mary on all fours, turning to wave at the imagined audience. That grin. I kissed her neck and grabbed both of her perfect, firm tits and pushed them together. I got behind her and cupped her glorious titties, rubbing my cock up and down her ass and getting excited. We kissed, and rubbed each other. She touched my chest and massaged my shoulders before reaching down and grabbing my cock. “Oh my god baby – you got such a big dick.” She stroked my cock through my jeans and she could see it was getting harder and harder. I leaned over to kiss her neck some more and. She was and still is, a hero.Then, at about age 16, I was given my own computer and I discoveredthe internet. I not only discovered it, I nearly drowned in it. I soonfound out I was not alone; indeed, there were many people goingthrough the same struggle as me. It makes such a difference when youknow others are feeling the same doubts and fears. It doesn't makethem disappear, but you realise they can be faced up to and, justmaybe, they can be overcome. They were also willing to show me how.