And out of nowhere, he snapped back into reality. “I’m sorry, baby, I guess I just became obsessed with this damn hospital…that’s not good.”...He closed his lap top and stood up to embrace her. “Tomorrow is the day we go in there. After that, I’m all yours. This I promise you, okay baby?” He looked lovingly in her eyes, hoping she would be understanding about this and know she’ll get him back once this horrid idea is finished. “Okay,” she paused, looking down, “I hope so cause I don’t like this. I’m a Hijab-wearing, dark-skinned female in a world that worships skinny white girls, so it’s definitely not easy for me as a Somali woman living in the Confederation of Canada. I’m five-foot-ten, curvy and chocolate-hued, with short Black hair that I always tuck under my Hijab. I wear traditional Islamic clothing, and this irks many Canadians. I’m just being open and honest here. Canada likes to present itself as a racially diverse, liberal and tolerant country and that’s fantasy rather than. Fortunately, one of the other girls found out what happened to Marcus and cut him down. She took him back to her apartment and nursed him back to health. He still had the scars from the horrible whip lashing but at least he had fucked that conniving little blonde bitch before her boyfriend 'rescued' her. Marcus liked hearing her squeal when his big black cock tore into her here-to-for protected Confederate, sweet white pussy and shot a potent load of his dark seed deep into her white belly.. "Tina could see Emily's knee against a window, moving rhythmically."Oh, Emily, you didn't!" she said, softly.#She didn't see Jeff in school much the following week, which wasunusual. But then she was working hard to get the last issue of thepaper for the school year out. Lyle and Brad were doing more of thework, with Amanda and Shawna providing less guidance."Your plan worked well," Amanda said to her one night as they wrappedup. "If Jeremy works out next year, you'll have a solid staff." Maybe.