The one who pays attention and notices things that others don’t. I think every White person on the planet is racist. I don’t care if they’re mar...ied to Black men or Black women. I don’t care if they’re the parents of mixed-race offspring. They’re all racists, deep down. It’s part of the xenophobia in their DNA. They couldn’t escape it if they tried. The Black person is superior to the White person. There isn’t a doubt in my mind. White historians would have you believe that all Blacks were. ...."Let's kiss" he said. Just like that. No hesitation, embarrassment or uncertainty. Like it was the most natural and obvious next step.I think I was a little shocked at first, and didn't really know how to respond. I didn't say no though and he took the initiative and moved to sit next to me. There was nothing overly sexual about the kisses we shared. It was just boys touching their lips together. No tongues or open mouths. We were far too young for that. But I liked it and was happy to do. “good girl, now get that tongue to work” I run my tongue around the large knob. It did not taste bad, or unclean, just different. I closed my eyes as I run my tongue around his manhood, my other hand caressing his large tool. All of a sudden, I felt something warm on my back. As I opened my eyes, one of the guys had his cock out and was pissing on me. I stopped licking and went to protest but my main tormenter grabbed the back of my head to keep me in place “you are our slut now and will submit. Maybe because I have not wanted to hear about what she is doing now - you see - the wives of two of these friends are pretty close pals of hers. I don't really have to do any serious searching to find her. All I've got to do is call one of them up and ask. They'd be only too eager to tell me more than I want to hear. But I wont do that. In some perverted - yeah, perverted - way, I feel I have to do it all myself. Very uncharacteristic, but that's the way it is. Sometimes I am childishly.