Before he left I asked him.“Can I call Duan?”“Um, yeah of course baby.” he replied sweetly and I gave him a big hug and kiss on the cheek in r...eturn.Duan and my boyfriend had met. I made it a point to invite Duan over one weekend to meet my boyfriend just to let him know this is the black guy I would be with. After meeting Duan my boyfriend felt at ease letting me alone with him to do whatever we pleased sexually. And that night as well. My bf went upstairs to watch a movie leaving us alone.. Deviantart.com/trust-machines/Thanks to dkfenger, mrsimple, and JAK for beta-reading the first draft.-----"All right," said Ms. Koopman, eyeing her kindergarten class. "Who'snext...? Kimberly, what have you got for Show and Tell?"The little girl she'd called on got up and walked up in front of theclass, holding what seemed like an off-brand Barbie of some sort. Thedoll was about ten inches high, with red hair that matched Kimberly'sand a more realistic figure than a Barbie, but still clearly. Reggie certainly was. His arrogance, and assumption of superiority had worked against him. He hadn't learned the survival skills needed in a harsh world. So, when he found himself on his own with his trust fund, he had been completely unprepared to deal with real life. Well, it was too late for him now!And to top it off, like many rich boys, Reggie's father was much more concerned with controlling his boy, rather than parenting. So Reggie had been raised to obey. To conform. And never to think. But she was the present that was waiting to be open.Quickly, Rita bored the bus and made her way to her usual place. She saw the familiar men who she knew were the ones that would soon be exploring her firm ass. As she was trying to get into her stop, Rita was pushed back behind some of the men who now stood in front of her like a wall of people. No sooner were they in place when he felt someone push her forward so she was bent. Rita grabbed onto the closest seat and tried to keep from falling..