The effect was her full C cups were constantly jiggling, her nipples were probably bouncing side to side and up and down about 6 inches each. Also, th... long foot and a half expanse of her stomach was exposed from the bottom of her tits, past her flat navel, to the top of her skirt, which was well below her hipbones, it was a good thing she shaved. She wore her honey-blonde hair loosely down her back.Immediately, she leaned in and kissed me, smiling wide."You look hot today KC, good job on the. "She pulled me out of Jennifers salon quickly and we got in the car. Shedrove me across the town. I could tell that Joan was very upset at whathad just happened. I just sat beside her shaking as she drove. We stoppedat this other beauty salon. It looked like a nice place and she lead mein. We walked in and this kind woman walked up to us. She looked youngerthan Jennifer but she had a nicer look about her. She had this kind lookthat made me relax. Joan said, "My friend, Tiffany, she needs her. "What's up, baby?" He asks me."Please leave me alone," I say to him."Is this your boyfriend," he asks me."As a matter in fact, he is my fiance." Good! He could watch us fuck on you're wedding night." Gross! I would never be with a black guy."He then leans in to whisper into my ear."I love that body of yours, bitch. You obviously have Latin blood on you, you are way too sexy to be a white girl." Yes, my mother is from Bolivia. She wouldn't like a negro being with me." I am going to get straight. Instead, I’m feeling sorry for myself. So why does everything seem desperate now? I should be feeling so alive. But it feels like something’s missing, something’s wrong somehow. It feels like something deep inside has died. So why do I feel desperate now? Why do I feel like dying?”His pants drop to the floor. He steps out of them, striping the remainder of his clothes off to match the girl’s nakedness. Her knees bump the edge of the bed.“I keep breaking all the promises that I keep making to.