Sara is making me go after black cock. She said it is not enough to just jerk off to it or call one of those gay chat lines and try to hook up with a black guy to get off on the phone. I told her: where I live there aren't any bookstores or adult places or escorts due to zoning and other right winger laws. So Sara asked day to day where I see black guys and of course the garbage men popped into mind. So Sara started making me leave stuff at the top of my bin, gay stuff, like pictures torn from gay magazines with post it notes about how gay I am how much I want to suck cock and be a faggot for black. I wake up early every Monday morning to wait for them to come down my street then I peek out the window to see if they noticed. I told Sara I didn't think they did. Perhaps they get used to seeing just about everything in people's trash. But one morning they were laughing and said: here's the faggot's! So Sara said since it's Christmas I have to tape envelopes to the outside of the bins with tip $ in there and say how I would like to show them even more appreciation and to please knock on my door. Since Monday is Christmas, they will come on Tuesday. Tuesday I know I will have to suck them off or do whatever they say. I am nervous, but it is keeping my little dick hard just thinking about it. Thank you Sara.
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