He reached out and once again was squeezing her breast through the shirt. Still looking into her face he started on the other one. Shanika could feel ...her nipples harden."Can I see your boobs?" he asked awkwardly."'course you can, Massa," she answered and began to unbutton her shirt. "An' you ain't gotta ask or nothin'. You jes tells me what you want an' I do it. You jes do what it is you want. I ain't yo' girlfriend, Massa, I's yo nigga."She opened her shirt for the boy and displayed her brown. I said no since you have come for the first time thus I won’t let you go without having lunch. I made her lunch and we both ate it, she said she loved it and complimented with a great cook. I knew what I need now, I started topic of her father and asked her didn’t she ever tried contacting him or her sis. She said she did that several times but they would not respond back.Suddenly she felt very bad and low and a tear came down through her cheeks rolling, that’s all I wanted. I came closer to. I'd just had my third shot of the stuff, I wasn't much of a drinker, so already I felt tipsy. My dad had long since passed out. We got to talking, me, Ian and Martin, about past fucks. They had some great stories, I could feel a tingle in my crotch as I heard how they fucked many girls in various ways. Then they turned to me for my stories. I'd only had one girlfriend, current lady, a beautiful hispanic with an arse that could mesmorise a man. I showed them pics of her on my phone and they. . making it ideal for that kind of behaviour .. I have in the past seen the girls standing along that road as my husband drove us through the area .. they always looked so run down and unattractive and i often wondered why anyone would want to pay to sleep with them .. When id past through on foot it would be around 6 pm so i wouldnt see the girls as it wasnt dark yet .. but there was one occasion id left work late and i walked down that road on my way to the train station .. i didnt even think.