Something must have jolted her wake, a creek a hoot I don’t know what. All I know is she couldn’t get back to sleep still feeling restless. Now ...s she lays there wide awake in bed the image of her and him in her minds eye would not leave her and she was sexually frustrated, she got up and pulled out the draw that was beneath her bed to find her trusted vibrator, she then went in to her dressing table found some lubrication and slipped back into bed. She tried to remember how he had looked. I always try to kill you every episode. I need your help." Don't trust her, Rock," said Bullwinkle. "It's a new episode. She'lltry to kill us for sure." I won't kill you until after you help. Is deal?" What kind of help do you need from your mortal enemies?" said Rocky."It's Boris Badenov, the poor darlink. Is terrible tragedy." What kind of tragedy?" Just look!" She pointed behind her. Standing behind her was abeautiful young lady in a pink dress. She was smiling sweetly andholding a. .. caressing her man's strong armsgently and lovingly. Wanting him inside her.It was large cock and as she humped up and down lost, she felt more andmore of it inside her, wanting more and more..she kissed her man deeplywhile he kissed her breasts inhaling her sweet perfume.She gasped and moaned girlishly as the other alpha men laughed at thepure feminine site of her.. lost in her femininity.The alpha male looked into her eyes as she moaned girlishly soo soft andvulnerable, and pink, always. Later, when I was done for the day and went upstairs, she invited me to a party. I accepted before thinking; what kind of party? White church people party.“FUCK!” my cock yelled at me.Ain’t gonna happen, I insisted. Never gonna get it, never never never.I was wrong of course. That skinny white Christian girl had her own version of good. And it didn’t exclude having sex with working class niggas.The party wasn’t so bad. The music was bearable and they had good booze. I didn’t drink too much.