HE LIED.... BABY-BOY was around 24/25 and was a so-called popular person in my neighborhood,he did have a lot of friends and the older girls were always talking to him.i won't say what year it was because i'm still under-age but at the time i was 12 when i would be outdoors with my friends playing in a near-by school that has a playground open even after school hours.to be honest the first time i saw him i thought he was cute and his baby-boy face made him look much younger...i can't go into too much descriptions because who knows who might be reading this.i will admit that i'm also to blame because i often showed interest in him though indirectly,back then i was at that stage where boys were interesting and i was this shy little black girl who innocently flirted without actually knowing how to get a boyfriend.most of the boys had girlfriends and others were more interested in playing basketball,baseball or just riding their bikes.most of the girls i knew in school or my neighborhood were into texting on their cellphones and fashion magazines.baby-boy because of his age wasn't allowed to be inside the school premises unless he had a relative attending the school or was in the company of a child so from a distance we had this YOUR LOOKING AT ME I'M LOOKING AT YOU thing going on.i should have noticed that he was much older than me because all his friends were adults,just to make a long story short and not go into too much detail we started talking naturally while i was sitting on a bench and he was standing outside the school fence.we talked for two or three hours everyday before it was time for me to go home which was only around the corner from the school. we never talked about sex and he never asked me if i had a boyfriend and just like that out of nowhere he asked me if i would like to go with him to this building where he lived in a basement.it was about a fifteen minute walk and i was a little nervous but i trusted him.he showed me where he lived from the outside but told me needed to buy something in the store nearby.as i waited for him outside the store part of me wanted to just walk away but i couldn't....we went back across the street and down some stairs and walked across a narrow passageway to the back of the building.though it was early there was no one around but when i looked up towards the windows there was a woman looking down at us from a third floor window.baby-boy opened a door that had a jamaican flag in the front.it was a studio apartment and very small in space my bedroom was twice the size and much cleaner,his kitchen connected with his living room and there was dirty cloths,tissues,chinese food cartons littered everywhere...the bathroom was near his bed and there was a pair of little girls panties on the floor near the toilet. there was...how can i say this...just shock and disbelief though i was curious to know why he had some little girls dirty under-wears in his bathroom.he just acted normal and went over to a stereo that was on top of his medium size fridge on wheels,his bed was lopsided and stained with dried blood etc...i wanted to leave but being a young girl with unknown sexual curiosity and being alone with baby-boy it was just...i don't know. i even asked him if i could use his bathroom though of course i didn't say it was to take a shit,i wasn't surprised that the bathroom door was damaged and wouldn't close but i honestly needed to go badly so ignoring his stares i nervously pulled down my panties and lifted my dress to sit on the toilet.mother nature took her time as i silently grunted and pushed to remove a chunk of feces from my female anus.instant nervousness took over when baby-boy just came into the bathroom....he said something though i don't remember what it was because i was concentrating on his nakedness,i had never seen a black man naked and the shock was beyond anything i've ever known.naturally i didn't know what an erection was and that men...some men had BIG dicks.to be honest there wasn't any drama...i didn't cry,i didn't make threats that i'd report him and didn't stop him when he pulled me by the hair to take me across to his bed.big-boy was not gentle though i was at least grateful he had at some point while i was in the bathroom taken the time to smear his HUGE DICK with butter and cooking oil.young girls who have been with adult men know that pain,the tears,the useless attempts to escape,the constant black-outs only to be fucked back to reality on that mans big dick,i could barely walk home and it was night-time,,,my mother was furious and enraged when i told her the truth.several days later she confronted big-boy and threaten to call the police,but when she started waiting up every night for me to return home it was obvious i too was to blame.i don't think that i loved baby-boy but i just couldn't stay away from him...i literally stalked him,waited by the stairs where he lived,walked up to him when i saw him with his friends and even let him fuck me anally though it hurt far worse and i thought i was dying.i hated and cried when he began pushing me away...his words of anger FUCK OFF BITCH,FUCK YOU LITTLE NIGGER HOE etc....etc...i know i didn't love him and he had taken advantage of me but i loved the sex.several times in the past i've seen him with a little black girl about 11 or 12 years old though i don't know who she is t is obvious those dirty little panties belong to her...THE END