I finished exams, packed my stuff and took the first bus home. She was gone by mid August. After funeral expenses and everything else I could not affo...rd to go back to college, so I found what work I could do, working as a waitress in a local family-style diner.The job did not pay a lot of money, and some days my tips would barely cover the gas for the old clunker I drove back and forth from the tiny apartment I could barely afford. If it wasn't for the fact I was given a meal every shift I. 'Bitch', he said 'I'll throw your little faggot ass off of here if you don't suck my dick'. Terrified I said 'Alright, alright but we can't do it here some one might come along'. Clarence pulled me back over and said 'yeah, you're right. Come on I know just where to take your ass'. Clarence pushed me ahead of him back up the stairs to the fourth floor. We walked quickly down the corridor till we reached a janitors closet. Clarence pulled out his pocket knife and jimmied open the door, roughly. Yet, I tried. Covering it only made it look more obscene.He sat next to Sue's bent knee and before I could stop him, he brushed the robe open and held up my cock. I froze; he stared. He squeezed my dick and slid the foreskin back. "How pretty and how wet." His tongue snaked out and licked my glans. "Umm, I don't smell or taste her on you, just your sweet Cowper's. So... " he lapped his tongue around my shaft then licked his lips. I tried to back away, but he gripped my balls and pulled me to. .. What ... What did you do to me!”The phone stopped ringing.“A slut like you deserves this, Luciana. You want this. You need a real man like me, not some pussy like Will White.”“R-right, I d-deserve it,” Laura’s cheerful voice said. “I’m ... I’m y-your s-s-slut, Floyd. I’ve ... I’ve always wanted a r-real m-m-man b-before! I need you! Please, fuck me! I n-need it!”The phone started ringing again.“Who the fuck keeps calling me now?” Floyd said, his voice agitated. “Hello? What—” He went quiet.