It should have been easier for the northern route to win the contest for earliest completion, but the other system further south was on track for west...ern expansion success and was able to drive the “Golden Spike” not far from Salt Lake City, Utah right in the middle of Mormon Territory just at the beginning of the 1870s.It was more than a decade later that the northern route could claim completion of a similar sort.The two Mormon girls, Rachel and Clarissa were distraught that I was heading up. The thought scared me a little but at the same time turned me on. Everyday I would hear “ Come Sunday I am going to tie you up and make you beg me to fuck you.” By the end of the week I was hoping my team would lose because the thought of him tying me up was turning me on the more he talked about it. So Sunday arrives, I am ashamed to say that for the first time in my life I pulled for my team to lose. And lose they did. I tried not to act to happy about it, but I think John could tell I was. Kimberly, no Corecia, said that they were fucking and sucking Black men!! Marci wanted Black sex but it didn’t sound like they were sucking and fucking boyfriends, it sounded like they were whores!! That couldn’t be true. Kimberly would never be a whore!! She said that they were owned!! But nobody could be owned anymore! Slavery was illegal. But they were wearing collars around their necks! Those were slave collars!! But they seemed happy. Shouldn’t slaves resent being slaves?She stuttered,. “You’ll know it when I cut one,” I whispered back. “Oh please,” Fernanda replied. She giggled and the room fell silent. I closed my eyes and wandered off to sleep. I woke up and stared into the pitch black room. At first, I was confused, but then quickly realized where I was. I was startled, because I had a raging hard on and could feel a hand in my shorts, squeezing my cock. I froze. I started to turn over, but Fernanda was pressing her body against mine. “Shhh,” she whispered very, very.