I kicked him in his bare ass and he grunted and told me that was fair.“How did he force your hand?” I asked.Brock stuck a broken twisted finger ou...t from under the table and said “He literally forced my hand,” and I wanted to laugh or cry. That hardly seemed legal but according to Brock the deed on my house was now partly owned by “Duray Entertainment Worldwide, inc.”I depend on Brock’s payments to keep the house payments made along with my paycheck and according to Brock that would continue to. So just take the money and put it aside, please.”Mack sighs while he nods yes, “I still don’t see the need. Nor can I see how I’ll ever spend that amount of money! I still can’t see why they want to pay it off over ten years and not the original twenty, either.”“I didn’t really understand the reason they gave for the shorter time, but I think that was all guff to cover the real reason. Personally, I think they want the bulk of the profits out of the company bank account for the next few years. I had been stood up by friends who had promise we would go grab dinner at a local restaurant. I wasn't mad, just disappointed. I had looked forward to the dinner as a welcome distraction from my deep down thirst to be subjugated, humiliated, degraded by white men. This deep down thirst had started to surface a year ago and I had done everything possible to ignore it. I had worked three jobs, volunteered and learned how to play several musical instruments, just so I didn't act on it; Just so I. He reached over and grab my breast through my top and squeezed hard, i started pushing my hips out trying to get beckys tounge deeper in me, i took her hair in my hand and "encourged" her to get deeper. George started calling us names, "whore, sluts, fucking bitchs, nasty hoes" as he told becky to stick more fingers in me, she started to push 3fingers into me and her tounge flipped over my clit.AS i screamed the cab down george pulled over he had his cock out, it was small but fat and looked.