"However, there are other factors I have become privy to, as well. I doubt you've heard of the name Myrna Frederick, since she wasn't mentioned in the... last report." Never heard the name," Tanisha said."It's not surprising," the black man smiled. "She's a white woman in her twenties who Blythe spends some time with occasionally. It's common knowledge among the congregation, but not exactly public. Needless to say, there are those who think having a white mistress does not appropriately befit the. Whack!This time he felt it. He shivered a little with his knees weakening. Before she hit him again she faked him out, going for the swing and pulling her arms back before she struck the target. He flinched at the threat of the last stroke.“Two for flinching!” she laughed as she gave him two quick whaps with the paddle.“That’s all, ha-ha. You can get up now,” she chuckled, twirling the paddle around in one hand.When he rose, we both observed his enormous erection. His shorts did a pretty good. "This is a copy of a journal entry that we found in the victim's bedroom. His journal, the journal he used to keep track of his women and his schemes. And I quote:" She'll be over in a little while, that bitch. She thought she could stiff me. I'll show her. She doesn't want me going to Daddy, she'd better bring me the money and be ready to fuck me. Once you get her clothes off of her, she's one sweet little slut in the sack. Not as skinny as she looks either. Course she don't got the curves of. So I put his dick back in his jeans and we started walking back to his.The whole walk back to his we were both looking out for quiet ares to have some fun in, annoyingly it was when all the clubs get out so it was starting to get kinda busy on the streets. When we finally got back to his neither of us could hold off any longer as soon as I closed the front door he pinned me against it and started kissing me and at the same time taking off his jeans. As soon as his jeans were off he put his hand.