" My God!" he gasped. "I can't believe you!" Please?" she persisted, reaching for his zipper."Stop that!" he shouted, roughly pushing her hand away. "...hy the hell do you want to see my prick?" Because I've never seen one!" she shouted back at him."You're not supposed to see one," he snapped, pushing her hand away again."Damn you!" she shouted, her eyes blazing with frustrated anger. "If you won't, I'll get some of your friends to show me their cocks!" You wouldn't dare!" he gasped."I sure. And besides, Tricia and her teachers in school had taught her that it was the duty for white girls like them to pay their reparations to the Black race.When they sat down in the limo, Dazhawn immediately started to stroke her exposed thighs. It felt so good to have this strong Black hand feeling her up. When she looked down it seemed so sexy for his dark Black hand to be stroking her soft smooth white thighs. She got bolder. She told him that she wanted to be part of his stable; she wanted to. Always crying,whining or complaining about something. I mean I lost my penis forpete's sake! That would be a big thing for most men, right?What I am going to share with you, please keep confidential. I havenever talked to my ex-wife about what you are going to hear and shenever will. So please if you ever meet her keep this between us girls,alright?Chapter 3:.........Cancer! I always thought it was the other guy who gets that. Iknew at the point of the suggested second surgery I was willing to. Once Alice had vanished into the bathroom, Joshua went into the storage/linen closet and dug out an old air mattress. After a bit more rummaging he found a sleeping bag and spare pillow as well and then carried them all into his daughter’s bedroom. He tried to ignore Claire’s still form laying on her bed but found he kept glancing at her - he had no idea what to think about his daughter anymore. He had gone from despair and disappointment at her attitude towards him, to flat-out anger, and then.