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An elderly black man, dressed in a black suit, was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs.
"Good morning, sir," he said. "Mr. Morton told me to drive you back to Norfolk this morning, sir. He and the other gentlemen will be out hunting all day."
"But Shawn—" I started to say. I had quite a bit to say to my college roomy.
"Young Mr. Stabler is already gone, sir. He drove out just a while ago."
Gone? Shawn gone? "But I came down here with him. We came together." I was having trouble processing. This was all just too much for me to process.
"Mr. Stabler isn't going back to Norfolk, sir. He's transferred elsewhere. He won't be going back to Old Dominion."
So much for all of my dreams of a first time with Shawn.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 7 years agoI always seem to enjoy your stories keep up the good work.
Anonymousover 8 years agoAnyone who has to force someone else or drug them to get what they want needs to be totally clipped....both cock and balls.
Anonymousabout 16 years agothere is something so dirty and erotic about being taken by someone else - when you were so ready to give yourself to someone...but a stranger takes it instead. so taboo
this story made me very horny!!!
Anonymousabout 16 years agoSuch a good story. I came to it. I felt emotionally attached. Well done!
