” Which was greeted with silence. I could tell everyone was thinking then Ken finally said ‘Why not a white k**?’ and he went on about the dif...erence between a single independent mother with a mixed race c***d versus a married woman with a black husband. Her opinion is why not keep it, then she points out how white my Rita looks. I expect Rita’s look is just luck and you can’t count on that. Heck, except for the hair you would not expect her daddy is black. Conversation over waffles got. It made sense. A king should be a man among men. A king should be the strongest of men; the most virile; the bravest; the most well-endowed. How could one allow oneself to be led and ruled by a man who was not the manliest of men? When a king commands his minions and maidens to do his bidding, it should be because of his power. True power. Not the false, unearned power that comes by virtue of a bloodline; not the assigned power that comes from having been appointed commander of armies. Nay,. She held me and sucked on my nipples and thrust her fingers into my panties, I had never felt such pleasure before, her fingers worked my little pussy, it got wetter and wetter, she kept moving her fingers inside me while she kissed me. She whispered in my ear that she wanted to drink the honey from my little pink rose, the more honey the better, never touched before, just pure honey dripping out of my little rose. I moaned with pleasure as she moved back down my body and took my panties off.. Shauna brushes past me as I deliberately block her entry, she turns to close the door, but I’m standing in the way, looking into the mirror as I wash my hands, Shauna, byNow is desperate and is forced to pull her skirt up and pull her full white cotton pants down and squat allowing the stream to gush into the toilet bowl, I move and the door swings slightly closed, as I dry my hands, I hear Shauna taking the toilet tissue off the roll, as I open the outer door and exit into the corridor leaving.