"I'm Ron Francis from OSU. I was told to report to you for a summer job." Oh yah ... Uh ... See Marty Coulson and he'll tell you what he wants you to ...do. Do you have a car?" No. I've been using the bus." OK ... you can have anything off the back row as long as you don't take the same car two days in a row." His head dropped back down to concentrate on his work."Huh?" was my intelligent response.He looked at me like I have five eyes and then smiled. "I suppose you didn't know that I'll lend you. My ass clenched at the sight of the words. I got sick to my stomach. I sat there for the next hour just trying to come up with some way to get out of this, but nothing came to my mind. I was stuck. I may actually have to do this, I thought to myself. That sick bastard had me by the balls and tomorrow he literally might have me by the balls.That night I was lying there in my bed tossing and turning. Images of what might have to happen the next day were haunting me. I had no idea what this guy. She and her friends thought that tattoos on a man were sexy. They made him look like a criminal. They made him look like a thug. And now this gorgeous sexy Black thug was going to fuck her; this gorgeous sexy man owned her! Her pussy got wetter.Dazhawn offered Latoya his hand and helped her to her feet and led her to the bedroom. She followed willingly. He pointed to the bed. She knew what to do. She lay down on the bed and spread her legs as wide as possible still wearing her heels. She hoped. In honor of their changed status, they decided to go braless so they could enjoy each other easier.After grabbing something to eat, they went shopping. They found a lingerie shop and modelled different items for each other. They made several purchases including some outerwear that was provocative to say the least. They decided to wear some and dispose of the clothes they were wearing. joan chose a black thong with a matching bra with nipple cutouts. Over them she wore black tight shorts and a.