Evans shook his head from side to side, seeking to escape the impact of Graydon’s accusing words on his soul. Minutes ticked by, then the quarter ho...ur, and finally, the half hour.“Enough!” he screamed, half rising from his chair. He fell back, covering his eyes with a shaking hand. His other hand tore at his trouser pocket, pulling a half-damp handkerchief free. He wiped away beads of sweat running down into his tear-filled eyes.“They made me ... they threatened me. They had pictures ... papers. "Well, you're gonna have to get over it if you want a repeat performance --you know what I'm saying stud?" I'm not really into sucking dick." I answered quietly."That's too bad, cause that's what you're gonna have to do to get back withme. This ain't no free service -- you know how many white boys pay me goodmoney to fuck their ass? My phone's ringing off the hook."His cock bounced in front of my face as he talked."I'm giving you a discount rate -- the cocksucker special," he said with. I needed dick. Plain and simple. My mind strayed to a friend that had gone through a messy divorce recently too. He had gained sole custody of his daughter and had made comments of how non-existent his sex life had been. He always told me if I needed anything to call. Was sex included in that offer? I reached for my phone on my bedside table and sent him a text. Hey. What are you up to tonight I was thinking we could hang out?Within just a minute, he responded, Callie is going to her. Between you and why I was always so wet down there. Why every night when I changed into my pajamas the crotch of my panties were so damp. I thought I was starting. Mom had given me The Talk, and I knew I would be becoming a woman soon. But there was never any blood. It wasn't until Barb and Abby began teasing me about having hot pants for you that I finally understood. The tingly feeling I kept having. The a woman secretes lubrication from health class."But I know you remember that afternoon.