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Click hereWhen he ignored me after I was forced to give him head, a woman behind me in line commented on my size, as if of course, a man like that would never want a fat black bitch. I pushed him hard and he didn't move. I carry this with me every day. That moment. The forced head. The shame and confusion. I feel your eyes on me when I am naked and flash back to being between the man I loved (why?) and the man I owed. I don't know why or what I owed him. I want you both to feel what I feel. Reduced. Worthless. Incapable. The secrets boys keep. "I saw him at a concert with his new girlfriend Jen." Does he get a piece of yours like you got some of his? He's got a new nigger too. I only want an apology and the truth.