.I would often find myself hoping for mail.I was 6'3" tall and a little overweight at 250 pounds. I should workout more, but I hadn't completely gone ...to pot yet. I wasn't ugly, but Ihad never considered myself very attractive either. So for thesereasons and perhaps more, I was a bit shy and so, though I obsessedover her each day and pictured her in my mind each night, I never hadand likely would never ask her out.So, it came as a complete surprise to me that one day, out of the blueshe. When he started to pound me hard and slapping my ass, as he emptied his cum into my pussy . before I could thing the next guy had replaced him filling me fast and easy he was slamming his BBC deep in me, jo-jo came over and kissed me saying you love it, you fat white nasty whore take his black nasty cock, she pulled he panties out of my mouth and said go on beg for his black cock ….. I moaned yes fuck me fuck me with all your cocks, fuck me like a white pig…the second guy filled me with his. I save your ass at least once a week." I knew he was smiling and I hoped that he knew I was.I hated even the best of Mondays, and it was far from a good Monday. While I drank yet another cup of coffee, I turned on my computer. On my computer the wallpaper was actually the four camera's at my little cabin. That Monday morning I got a view of a beautiful doe grazing near my gate. I was reminded yet again that I suspected Lucas of spying on me. Well it wasn't really spying, since the pictures were. And my life is now circling the drainToday actually started out okay, relatively speaking. Beautiful morning, I woke up before my alarm clock went off, and I had my lucky suit pressed and ready to go. If things continued on that trend my presentation at work would have cemented the promotion I’d had my eye on for several months. But as my usage of the past tense demonstrates, things didn’t exactly go that way. From the moment I opened my apartment door, things went downhill, and fast. Now, here.