”, I said, letting it hang in the air until I added, “and this time make sure you show him your little pussy. be glad I'm letting you wear panties... I considered having you leave them with me.” I told her. Taking her panties was something I had done in the past when at the club. It was risky but fun as long as she wasn't going on stage.I changed the subject for a bit until our shots arrived, and we sat in silence. I heard them announce another 2-for-1 special and Alison looked terrified. She had. “But in parts of the south, the KKK will still put burning crosses on people’s front lawns, and mixed race marriages are frowned on. I really didn’t come across much of that when I was a kid; being on Navy bases and all that; except when my grandmother would visit; my mother’s mother, she was terrible, always going on about the ‘niggers’ as she would call them.“I know she grew up in a different time, when her attitudes were pretty much the norm; but even now, she refuses to even admit that. He gave no verbal acknowledgement of her hand on the silk-covered bulge of his cock, but a subtle shift of his body in the seat, and once a sharp intake of breath, told her that he was enjoying it. She had to stop thinking about his sweet penis though, because he was telling her what he expected for the evening."You remember the rules, don't you?" He glanced at her for just a moment, and she nodded."Yes, Kevin, I remember them. I am to sit with my legs apart, and with my chest pushed out. I. “Claudia, this is Julia. I don’t have to tell you what to do,” he grinned.“Hi honey, are you doing okay?” Claudia asked, making room for Julia on her bed.“No, I’m not, they won’t answer any of my questions, they’ve got me so scared.” She paused looking at her, “Aren’t you the woman from the TV station that does a community show?”“Yes I am, I’m Claudia Davenport.”“Why did they take you?” Julia wondered.“I don’t know. I was preparing to interview Erin, the other woman with me when those two.