" He looked to the monster, where the fat finger was pointing. For several seconds he saw nothing."What the f..." the words died in his throat, now he...really saw. The humanoid shaped monster was beautiful, once she got over the screeching and dire threats. The word beautiful couldn't describe its perfectness. Her body was harmonious; you could make out her soft curves under the pale silk robe. Her breast had a sinuous feel to it, heaving with each breath she took.He couldn't help but stare at. Many White people are open-minded and have nothing against non-Whites. They’re just human beings who want to live their lives. What I hate are the WASPs. They only like their own kind. They hate Blacks. They hate Asians. They hate Latinos. They hate Jews. They hate Eurasians. They hate Middle-Easterners. They secretly wish America would become an all-White Christian nation. The truth is that America never was an all-White Christian nation. It’s always been a nation made up of diverse. ..but we kind of were, too. That’s when I devised a new plan. One where she wasn’t wasn’t involved. That night, after a nice family dinner, I snuck into Luke’s room. “Luke,” I whispered into the darkness. I heard the sound of a blanket being whipped up. “Sissy? What do you want?” he hissed. I walked over to the side of his bed and sat down. “We need to talk,” I said. My hand was very close to his crotch, and I could feel the way his blanket rose up where his hard-on was. He must have. After a steamy post game shower and nude prance around the locker room with tittie hardons, we girls always got horned up enough to even jump the geeks.This 20 year old boy was no geek, unworldly maybe, but good looking in his own way. And that was her attraction to him, he could bring back those glory days of nubile sexuality where every experience was a new revelation. Her lascivious mind dreamt up scenarios for which she could ensnare him. She might not have the enviable statuesque micro.