Starla had turned into a nigger! ‘Mrs. Burdon?’ ‘Get your dirty hands off me!’ Black Starla stared at her, shocked by the woman’s sudden out...urst. ‘Dirty hands? Mrs. Burdon, I just washed your hair. My hands are clean.’ ‘No, they aren’t. You’re a nigger.’ The woman hissed. ‘Nigger hands are never clean.’ ‘What?’ Grace looked up at Dennis and was shocked to see that he, too, was Black. In fact, everyone in the salon was Black. ‘Oh, my God! I’m surrounded by niggers!’ Starla glanced at Dennis who. His hands moved from her waist to her firm bum as he gave it a cheeky squeeze. He grabbed her dress and in one swift move he had it up and over her head. She stood there in front of him, naked, tanned and toned. She was grateful now she had gone to the beauty salon that week as Rob stepped back and his eyes moved down her body and settled on her freshly waxed lips. He groaned in appreciation. She slowly walked towards him, still in her six inch black stilettos. He began to move backwards until. JessiKa and Serana both opened their mouths and eyes widely. They were surprised."Ricky, your cock is like totally bigger than you think," JessiKa said.I laughed and smiled."Really? You guys think my dick is big?" I asked."Totally! Now, like, come site next to me," JessiKa said.I sat down next to JessiKa. Serana opened up the internet browser on her smart TV. She went into her favorite pornsites folder and opened up their favorite pornsite."What kind of porn should we watch, gang?" Serana. I hoped that I was being premature in my frank assessment of my future chances but the doctors had been quite expressive in their prognosis of my remaining life span. Sure, it was all a matter of geography and life-style but the bottom-line was staring me in the face and leaving me with no long-range plans at all.I guess that is the reason why I took the risks that I did because the thought of going out in a blaze of gunfire and flying balls of lead was more enticing than slowly wasting away in.