.. I was only LaShaunda. I could have easily been a po' oppressedmaid from the 60's, stuck in a bad situation, with only my girlfriendsfor support.Oh... how I was changing. Even though soon I'd be going back to being"Dave," I'd never forget this experience, or the things I had learned. Ibegan to understand how black women might feel regarding us white men,after all the advantages we had had in history.The movie went on, and I got lost in the plot. I actually cried at theend, when the main. I dont think you girls would be interested in that. I said with a smirk on my face, knowing it would arouse their curiosity. Pleeeeeease Mr. Steven, will you show us? They whined in unison Are you really sure you wanna see it? I asked mischievously Yes! they exclaimed, and with that I removed the blanket, reached under my shorts, and pulled out my raging hard cock. A good amount of pre cum was already leaking out of the tip. Their eyes grew wide and they sat quietly staring at my manhood. Have. . I guess in a linear fashion. Teens getting a Companion ... tended towards more ... ummmm ... intuitive problem solving.” He shook his head in frustration, saying, “That’s not right ether. I don’t know the right word, but Kim and I talked about it. Kim and I, and the rest of the hosts that became a host at a young age, solve problems in different ways than adults receiving Companions ... maybe more intuitive,” he said lamely.Blake shook his head in frustration. At least this frustration didn’t. I was still pretty new to all of it and was always trying different methods and ways to get off. Linda was 16 with long blonde hair and a nice body and (unfortunatly) a really shitty attitude. Very arrogant girl. She looked good and she knew it. All she and my older sister wanted to do was chase after guys, so I didnt get to see much of her. One day she and my s*s put on their bikinis and were laying out in the yard sunbathing. Linda came back in to get a drink and I made sure I followed her.