Sue had slowly, but surely, become part of Randall's stable.  After the party, he paid her one thousand dollars to go out with another middle-aged black guy.  By the end of the term, she was commanding five hundred dollars for just a dinner and a show.  And she had two regular customers that she saw, one on short notice.  She was dating three times a week, and making a lot of tax-free money.

She went home for a week after the end of the term, and told her parents she had to return to school for her job.  She never told them what the job was.  She moved out of the dorm and into Randall's house, helping him with some bookkeeping.  And Sue and the Asian girl, Kathy, who was also a student, became very good friends and occasional lovers.

The lesbian thing happened by accident.  They had both come back to the house that summer after a date to settle up accounts with Randall.  Randall asked them to give him a lesbian show, and the two girls consented, both giggling away like crazy.  It turned out that both of them liked that sort of play, and Randall enjoyed watching.  Every so often, they two girls would sneak off to be alone and please each other, woman to woman.

Most of Sue's clients did not satisfy her.  Randall and Kathy did.  She enjoyed the sex with the men, and enjoyed the money, but most of the men just wanted to be seen with a young white girl.  None of them made her climax, and Sue figured out that most of them didn't really care.  The only time she climaxed was with an occasional customer who said that Sue was the best at satisfying his special need.  The only reason Sue climaxed was because she would masturbate while he watched.  And his special need was anal.  He liked nothing but anal.

The customer's name was Fred Harms, and he was fifty-five, fat, and bald.  And he had a very, very average penis.  He destroyed the myth, all by himself, of the black superman.  But two thousand dollars for dinner and anal sex was too much for Sue to turn down.  She serviced him roughly every other week.

It was now a lonely Friday night about half way through the fall term.  Sue was at the Harms' cottage; dressed in six-inch heels, white stockings that came to mid-thigh, and a white garter belt.  It was how Fred liked to see her dressed.  He was playing with her nipples and watching a football game.  This was standard procedure for him.  Sue knew that Fred was married; she wondered if he was even capable of pleasing his wife.

"Up and get me a beer, girl," commanded Harms.

Fred Harms always referred to Sue as "girl."  She didn't know why, probably because it gave him a sense of control.  Sue hopped up and Fred smacked her backside as she headed off to the kitchen.  Sue looked down and flashed a smile at Fred.  Then she went to the kitchen to get him a frozen mug, fill it with beer, and a make up a bowl of pretzels and mustard.  It took her a few minutes, and she slowly carried them back to Fred.

"Hey, girl," said Fred, reaching up and pinching a nipple, "you ready for me?  Should I loosen you up now?"

Sue giggled some more and set the beer and pretzels on a tray by the chair.  She knelt beside the chair while Fred pinched her nipples, and pinched them quite hard.  She winced a bit at the squeezes.  Fred smiled, took the cold mug of beer, and rubbed it over her nipples.  Then he pinched them again and said, "Take the position, girl."

Sue smiled and got on all fours, spreading her legs and presenting her backside to Fred.  Fred liked this fine white ass, and he loved sticking his black cock into it.  But first, he had to humiliate her a bit.  What Fred didn't realize was the first time he did this it did humiliate her.  The second and third times, it merely teased her a bit.  He never appreciated Sue's sexuality.

Fred ran his hand over her butt cheeks a bit, and then tickled her between her legs.  He watched the girl smile, felt her get wet, and smiled himself.  What Fred never realized was that he could make her climax simply by continuing to play.  But her was not interested in her climax, just his.  He teased over her mound a bit, withdrew his hand, lubed his index and middle fingers, and inserted his index finger into her anus.

Sue squirmed a bit as he worked his finger inside of her and wiggled it.  She liked these sensations.  Fred kept the finger inside of her, exploring and probing.  Then her withdrew it and inserted two fingers.  He smiled as the girl gasped their entrance.

Sue wiggled around the fingers inside of her, and then pushed back to take more.  Fred continued his exploration and play.  He smiled, spread his fingers, and then closed them.  He enjoyed watching Sue's hips move from side-to-side.  After a few minutes of this, he withdrew his fingers, opened his robe, and teased his penis until it was hard.

Fred knelt behind the girl, put his left hand on her hip, and slowly worked his penis into her.  When it was half way in, he put his right hand on her hip and pushed.  Sue pushed back, and in a second or two Fred's penis was all the way inside of the girl.  He leaned forward, holding his penis inside of her, and began to pinch her nipples.

Sue winced.  Fred did not give playful nipple pinches.  His pinches and twists hurt, and he wanted them to hurt.  On the other hand, his penis felt nice inside of her ass.  She squirmed a bit and enjoyed the pain and pleasure.

Fred held his penis inside of the girl for a few minutes and then began to thrust.  He slowly rocked back and forth, smacking her butt cheeks on occasion, and Sue rocked with him.  He loved doing anal on this young white college girl.  She was tight, and he liked it that way.  He slowly picked up the pace, moving faster and faster.  He let go of her nipples and grabbed her hips, his orgasm building, going faster and faster until he squirted into Sue's ass.  He loved this.  He held his penis all the way in, twitching as he climaxed, and then held his penis inside of her until he lost his erection.  

"Okay, girl, on your back and finish for me," commanded Fred.

Sue rolled onto her back, bent her knees and spread her legs.  He nipples still burned, and she could feel semen dripping from her anus.  She gently smiled at Fred and began to tease over her mound.  Fred munched a pretzel, sipped his beer, and alternated his gaze between Sue and the football game.

Sue closed her eyes and imagined she was doing this for Randall.  She stayed away from her breasts; the nipples were too tender from Fred's nasty twists.  Instead, she caressed the insides of her thighs with one hand and teased over her mound with the other.  As she became more aroused, her play became more aggressive.  She stroked her cheeks, inserted a finger, and then inserted a second.  She slowly worked the two fingers in and out, arching her back, and with her other hand began to tease her pearl.

Fred enjoyed watching Sue masturbate.  It was a nice fifteen-minute diversion.  It always took her fifteen or so minutes to climax, and he liked watching her reactions.  He watched as Sue played faster and faster, her hips wiggling and her slow and even breathing turn into short gasps.  She would push her hips up, gasp, and shiver when she climaxed.  Then she would smile.  He enjoyed that.

After Sue climaxed, she rested and then sat next to Fred.  Fred would pinch and twist her nipples, off and on, for about an hour or so.  Then he would use her anus again.  After he used her anus a second time, he would fall asleep.  Sue would take a shower, call Randall on her cell, and he would take her to the house.  She would study or watch TV for the rest of the night.

Fred Harms had become, at best, a bore to Sue.  
