Rose
It was early in the morning and I was walking the town as I still do. Early as in 2-3-4AM
She approached me. I was near the college campus and she targeted me as a john.
Average looking black girl, Rose is what she called herself.
She discovered I was not a john, but what we developed was special.
Captain Quick is what she called me. My staying power was embarrassing. You could touch me and I would cum.
Rose retrained me with her dildo. Trained me to cum from being ass fucked. As my lovers since can attest to, I last a very long time. Rose gave me that gift.
I often wonder what happened to her. One day she was gone and none would tell me of her.
Such is life on the streets.
We entered into a strange relationship.
In the 1980’s we had a University President that would hold ice cream socials for students. Not more than a block from where I first met Rose.
We would sneak in and pose as students to get the ice cream and listen to the Beach Boys music. Juvenile subterfuge, but it was fun.
She became my pimp and introduced me to a new world.
She loved to see me suck cock.
I had never dreamed of such a thing, but she loved my tongue in her ass.
She told me of her grandfather’s attentions towards her.
The streets are dangerous and she protected me.
One morning I couldn’t find her. One girl that knew her told me to get the hell out of there or she would shoot me.
I knew Rose was gone.
I got the hell out.
She approached me. I was near the college campus and she targeted me as a john.
Average looking black girl, Rose is what she called herself.
She discovered I was not a john, but what we developed was special.
Captain Quick is what she called me. My staying power was embarrassing. You could touch me and I would cum.
Rose retrained me with her dildo. Trained me to cum from being ass fucked. As my lovers since can attest to, I last a very long time. Rose gave me that gift.
I often wonder what happened to her. One day she was gone and none would tell me of her.
Such is life on the streets.
We entered into a strange relationship.
In the 1980’s we had a University President that would hold ice cream socials for students. Not more than a block from where I first met Rose.
We would sneak in and pose as students to get the ice cream and listen to the Beach Boys music. Juvenile subterfuge, but it was fun.
She became my pimp and introduced me to a new world.
She loved to see me suck cock.
I had never dreamed of such a thing, but she loved my tongue in her ass.
She told me of her grandfather’s attentions towards her.
The streets are dangerous and she protected me.
One morning I couldn’t find her. One girl that knew her told me to get the hell out of there or she would shoot me.
I knew Rose was gone.
I got the hell out.
2年前