But seeing that face — those tiny fingers..."What's wrong with you two?" A voice snapped me out of my fog. I looked up to see the naked juniors sitt...ng down across from us. "You look like you've just seen a ghost!" Kind of." Brian said in a weak voice. I looked at him and was stunned to see that he looked as shaky as I felt."What's wrong with you?" I asked but he just shook his head. I remembered the word he whispered. "Oh yeah. And what does 'faiza' mean?"He looked pained, like I'd jabbed him. I think that has to do with the fact that almost every other Black male in the city is into them White bitches. What the fuck? I’m not a sell-out and never will be. My name is Stephen Vincent and I am a Black man of Haitian descent who loves Black women. Black women and only Black women. Pass it on. Peace. I moved to Canada’s Capital Region from the city of Boston, Massachusetts, a few months ago. Well, almost a year ago actually. Since then I have adjusted to life in the paltry little capital. My s*s was getting hit by that one guy and I went over there to protect her" I protested. "Is that so do you have anybody that can prove that?" He asked "yeah my friend Jason king and my s*s" I protested. "Ok ill call them to my office to ask them about it you guys are free to go home" he said "okay" I replied. As we left my s*s and I got to my car and went to dairy queen to get some ice cream. "You know you didn't have to do that you could have just let it happen" she said "no I wouldn't. Margaret said to Ben, “You wont need these for a while.” Margaret slowly pulled Ben’s briefs down. As she did, Ben's penis sprung free and Ben went red with embarrassment. Margaret chuckled, “Don't be embarrassed honey. It looks very nice. Do you mind if I taste your hot cock?” Margaret gave him no chance to reply, well not to her question. As Margaret slowly sucked him into her mouth, Ben groaned with pleasure. It was a pleasure Ben had never before experienced. Margaret sucked her young.