Reporter: "So you were in the restaurant last Sunday evening?"Rachel, dimpling: "Yes. It's where Scotty and I met. I was having dinner with my family....Scotty saw me coming down the aisle as we came in, and the rest is history..."Reporter: "What happened in the restaurant? With the Earth First group?"Rachel, looking vexed: "Daddy triggered it. Scotty was trying to convince him that he was an okay guy without broadcasting that he was sponsor-class all over the place -- after all, some guy had. I apologetically avoided your gaze as I coated your end of the strapless with the slippery oil.Before I was able to position myself, you pulled me close and made my lips land on yours. You reassured me by reminding me you would have lost yourself in the moment and forgotten about me just the same. My heart jumped at the realization once more of how understanding you were for all my little shortcomings.As I positioned myself, you looked me in the eye, your own eyes glistening with anticipation. Desiree: "No, no, no! This location is rented for the day and I have been prepping my tight ass for cock. You have any idea the looks you get at a convenience store at 3am buying hygenie products and a pound and a half of gummibears?"PA: "I have worked for (insert name of friend of Desiree in adult or just Alexis Amore)."Desiree: "Oh. Well anyway I need a cock and I need one now."PA: "I am telling you there is no one. I checked everyone."Slight pause. Desiree forms a devious smirk.Desiree: "As. Scores of white eyes in blackfaces focused on the white woman who had obviously comehere to get laid. About seventeen black men swarmedaround my table wanting to buy me drinks. Between gulpsof fiery liquor I was whirled and twirled on the dancefloor. I knew my short flounced skirt was flying up,showing a roomful of horny black men that I wasn’twearing panties. My partners grabbed my tits and Igrabbed their crotches. I didn’t need there huge blackhands on my naked white butt cheeks.