She asked if i will have sex with her. I said that I am only ok if its for fun and not serious. Then my chance, and I asked, what she thinks of my vie...w. She said that she has a boy friend already and was looking for only a causal encounter. Next her chance, she looked at me seductively and asked ‘I will give u dare sir.’ I said ok. She said, ‘Make out with me right now.’I immediately got up and sat beside her on the couch. I was sitting on my chair. I went, and caught her chin and raised her. But no, he kept a hold onto my hair and I wasn't able to move at all, and he kept fucking me deeper, harder and faster, swearing and calling me names, and slapping my ass. I couldn’t take the hair pulling anymore, so I literally screamed at him, "let my hair go, and fuck me hard with your big nigger cock." Hallelujah, he finally let my hair go and I felt relieved. He wrapped his hands around my throat while fucking me and told me to say, "I'm your nigger loving slut" over and over again. When I. I slipped my overall down and sat on the toilet and put the panties over my head and started to wank imagining I was tasting her cunt Eventually I shot my load, cleaned up and put the panties back in the basket About 1pm Alison arrived back and seemed pleased with the progress, The bathroom had one coat on and I had got about half way round the bedroom stripping the paper off. about 3 I decided to give the bathroom another coat and went in. Alison was downstairs and not bothering me I locked. Out here though ... he didn’t want to be eclipsed by his virtual persona. And yet if he valued his privacy—valued protecting his real-world identity—Ariel might well eclipse him.That wasn’t right. What he was doing was hard too. Or perhaps, his perspective added additional dimensions to why the work he was doing as Ariel was hard work. He wanted recognition for that work. But he saw no way to get that recognition while protecting himself in the real world.Speaking of protecting himself, he.