”Mum was wearing a little blue skirt and jacket over a crisp white blouse open to show a hint of cleavage. Seamed stockings and a tiny blue thong co...mpleted her outfit, and she looked stunning.“I’m nervous,” she said. “I feel like I’m going on a date.”“Well you are, you’re going to meet an old lover.”“And my son’s taking me.”“Yes,” I laughed and pulled into the car park.“She’s there look, over there.”A pretty brunette was getting out of a car opposite us, I tooted my horn and mum waved then. Second, I could not believe that a sixteen year old black girl let me, a guy in my forties, do the things I'd just done to her. I had taken off all of her clothes, spent the better part of a half hour making out with her, fingering her, playing around with her body, and burying my face between her legs.And it was fucking amazing. I was so turned on, so horny, and I wanted so much more that I could barely control myself.I was leaning against the couch, wiping my mouth after Sharise had multiple. He continued to stare straight forward at no one in particular.The matter settled, Mr. Grimes continued. He towered over the four boys, staring them down, causing them all to shift uncontrollably in their chairs. "Now the issue is punishment. And I would like the four of you to understand something very clearly. My options are limited." He let the words sink in. "When I say that my options are limited, it means that there are few punishments that I have at my disposal for dealing with you. I. They always told us to check out our customers cock as we played with it and if we saw any open sores or warts or unusual coloring to wash our hands in hot water with lye soap and get rid of the man.”“I never stopped to think about any kind of a disease that whores might carry.”“I’m OK. I never caught any of the diseases. I was very careful.”“I wasn’t saying anything against you, Opal Anne. I guess I’ve never looked at you as a whore. From the moment I laid eyes on you in that wagon, I just saw.