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Nothing -by nom- I met my husband in a club. I was dancing and this big, black man pressedup close behind me, one huge arm holding me tight around the waist while theother hand was already busy inside my skimpy top, squeezing my tits hard andlifting me almost off the floor by them. It didn't occur to me to do anythingother than teeter around on the toes of my stilettos as he swung me this wayand that by the tits, moving me in time with the music. The club was full,loud and dark, and no one...