-------More specifically, my desire for her to love black, is also my desire to see her happy with a man more deserving of a woman of her caliber. Mee...ing, falling in love with and reproducing with a black man is only ideal. She should never be wasted on white men. No white man deserves to feel her, inside and out; her body and her lips. I once fantasized about a scenario where she is at a fancy gathering, a charity cause organised and attended to by many famous faces in show business. One of. John thought about what they would need to survive if things got bad. They had cattle so meat was no problem, and they could always hunt. They had chickens for eggs, and a couple of milk cows. He thought that they should buy more sugar, flour, salt, and other items for household use.He had six hands who stayed with him all year round. A couple of them were really good with tools. John himself knew how to shoe horses, so that would not be a problem. He decided to check out the old house, and. I sit there enjoying her attentions for a moment my hands in her hair. “Olivia stop.” I tell her pulling her head away from me. “Stop.” I tell her again trying to get her hands away from me. “I want to wait until we get home where I can punish your properly.” She stops and I put the car in reverse pulling out of the parking lot we head home. It doesn’t take long and we are back home, as we get out of the car I tell Olivia, “Get your ass in the house my little slut so I can have some fun. I'm terrified of being in jail and what might happen to me in there."I met the girl's terrified gaze with my own. Yes, I knew exactly what would happen to a pretty little thing like her. The County jail isn't a good place for anyone, what with the hookers, drug addicts, child abusers, and other hard cases. And they would just love to get hold of something young and tender like Adriana! I ran my hand lightly down the girl's tear-damped face."No, on second thought, I don't think I'll take you to.