But damn my balls are ready to explode. Fucking cum already so the rest of us can fuck the slut.” Ted groaned loudly.“Oh shit I'm ready. Oh shi...t ready to empty this load in you slut. Yeah your hot. Your hot for my gang. Tell me you want all these black boys to fuck you. You will never be a racist again bitch. My best friends are black and I had to listen to your husband and your racist daughter put my friends down and pretend I didn't care. Well your going to get black cock today. "Are you his sister?" I just looked him in the eye, winked and shook my head ;) "Holy crap!?! You? Is that you, sir?" He almost fell backwards in shock. I giggled and said "Well, let me see what I got for you, son". I turned around and went down the hallway to the closet where I had a lot of beercans. I bent down, you know, like a girl, legs straight, aching my back as usual. I grabbed a couple of bags as I felt two big hands groping my ass and jumped back up, facing him, pointing my finger :o. I told her that I had not had any luck finding work. Then I told her about meeting George. I didnt tell her about fucking his young wife. When I got to telling her about what George said his friend was looking for, Jills jaw dropped in shock. Are you suggesting that I should make that movie and have sex with several young guys while its filmed? I reminded her about how much money trouble we were in. Think about it. If you say no, Ill never bring it up again. It would get us back on our feet and. I just want to cut." No," he said sternly. "I know, I know.." "I mean it, Odd." I know..." I said meekly. My right hand was rubbing my left forearm through my hoodie. He grabbed my hand softly, moving it away, looking me straight in the eyes. "Show me," he whispered. "Show you what?" I said confused. "Show me your scars."My heart stopped. I was not one to flaunt my scars. I tried to keep them as hidden as possible.His hand touched the cuff of my hoodie, and he slowly pushed up the sleeve. I.