‘With all due respect, Mrs. Browning, I asked what you did for a living.’ Brenda reminded her. ‘Nothing.’ Melodie seemed shocked that Brenda ...hand’t gotten that conclusion the first time around. Brenda made a soft O with her lips and smiled reassuringly at Mrs. Browning. ‘What does your husband do?’ ‘Oh, Dan’s not my husband. He’s my boyfriend. He’s a partner at Enhert, de Morte, and Enhert.’ Brenda smiled at Mrs. Browning. ‘He’s the second Enhert.’ Mrs. Browning smiled. ‘That’s lovely dear.. When she walked back into the room Jim and I were already watching a movie, or rather he was. I was making them a pitcher of a mixed drink and was in and out of the room fiddling with stuff in a nervous, sexually charged state in which I couldn't sit still. When I walked in with the glasses for them Jim had his pants open and was gently stroking his long black cock as he watched the white woman on the TV screen sucking a black cock while another was shoved in and out of her pussy.Jenn entered. Derek was the son of ship’s cook and a sailor from a Whaling ship. Which sailor was unknown. His mother, the ship’s cook had died from malaria and Derek was abandoned. He was left on the island for the nuns to care for at the tender age of 12. He was already an incorrigible lad with no discipline to speak of. In no time, the Reverend Mother began his lessons in discipline with daily whippings with a cane of bamboo.By the time he was twelve, Derek’s back was lined with markings from the bamboo. Kathy took a step to follow him, then noticed the indecision on her friend's part."Well?" Kathy said in a soft voice."Okay," Lisa replied with a sigh. Lisa Staten was very unsure of herself at this moment. To herself, she admitted that she was scared to death, but she would never let Kathy know this. Lisa was thirteen and had been raised in a very strict home. She had the normal yearnings of a young girl and she enjoyed discussing these with her girl friends. But now she was being forced to.