Chapter Nine
Journal Entry
I just jerked off. I’m ashamed, terribly ashamed, but I could probably get myself off again. Seeing the black girl, Rona, whip my poor wife almost made me c*m in my pants right in Watts’ office. Imagining Mistress Rona whipping me and making me eat her p***y is what made me c*m by only squeezing my c**k. I’ll probably spend most of the night thinking about it and jerking off. I must be crazy, certifiably insane, a major pervert. If I weren’t such a coward I’d kill myself, but that’s not going to happen. I’ve never felt so low, so damn disgusting in my life, but I’ve also never been this alive, this excited. Is it just wishful thinking, or might Ann be starting to feel the same way?
There are five guys coming here on Saturday night. She has to either f**k or su
