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I have really protective parents, and being the head cheerleader at CSU didn't
help.
I don't really blame them, though, being in the eyes of so many people every
game, and more importantly, in the eyes of every guy.
I was popular.
If I dated someone, they made sure to meet them first, and they didn't exactly
approve of the funnest guys.
I knew pretty quick that if I wanted to have any real fun, I had to be sneaky
about it. And today was the day. I was finally making it happen.
Michael owned a club throughout downtown.
My girls and I would sneak out there all the time on the weekends to meet cute
guys.
I could have hooked up with any of the younger guys there.
But I wanted a man.
A real, strong, dominant black man.
And Michael was exactly that.
He was my two biggest fantasies rolled into one.
It's one thing to get some BBC, but from someone who knows how to use it, it was
too perfect.
It was so hot.
Thank you.
No.
Whew.
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