How I wanted to pull it out there and then and choke that fucking chicken. The more I walked the dirtier my mind was becoming. A young lady was walkin... towards me with a c***d in a buggy, she was quite possibly u******e but hard to tell and I wanted nothing more than to stand in front of her wanking my cock and watching her reaction. But I never. I was now having serious doubts about meeting up with him. " he's over by the wall!" The young lady said turning round. I spun round on my heels,. While she rarely talked, except for a generous "Hi, George."I dreamed about her every night as I fell asleep. I would massagemyself thinking about her. I dreamed about holding her in my arms,kissing her beautiful body, and the two of us making torrid lovetogether.Then, one evening after work, I was stopped at the mailbox. I turnedand saw Katrina waiting for me to walk up the stairs together. My mouthgot dry and my legs were shaking as I walked along side her.She was smiling and very friendly.. I casually opened FB page to check my account, but saw that mom’s account was not logged out and I thought she may have forgotten the same. As I was about to logout a message came in her chat box saying “HI” I didn’t replied but out of curiosity I wanted to check the chats so I clicked there. It was my dad’ friend Mr. Rajan, who is also working in Saudi and I was hell shocked to read the messages when I came to know that my mom flirts with him. I checked her previous chats with other guys and. Got it? Cool! I find these silly, over-privileged White bitches annoying as well and racist to boot. Seriously, feminism and Black Muslim women don’t mix. Nor should they. Seriously, the average White female citizen of North America cannot relate to the life, view and mindset of a Black Muslim woman. That’s why they monopolize the feminist movement. They don’t want to hear the Black Muslim female viewpoint. The White feminists hate us women of color more than the rednecks do, that’s for damn.