I had an early'ish Saturday night but around midnight, Emma calls me saying she's going to get a lift home with one of her friends. "Ok cool". Then so...n after she calls again saying her friend doesn't want to drive to my place and then all the way home and can she stay... "Yeh sure, but now I'm going back to sleep, don't wake me". Then what feels like seconds later my front door slams and I hear talking and giggling and Emma jumps into bed with me and I feel her friend sit on the end of the bed. I must have held a look of satisfaction on my face, since he pulled my cami up over my breasts and continued fondling them. I swirled my legs around in the Jacuzzi, relishing the tingling from the water jets, letting my legs move in small counter-circles in the hot water. I found myself opening my legs as far as the skirt would let me, though I must have done it subconsciously. I didn’t realize this until I felt his fingers move up my thigh. I flinched suddenly and opened my eyes, not so much. There seems to be absolutely nothing any white man can do about it. The white race has been conquered by the black man. White guys are not seen or referred to as men compared to the black man. In fact, I don’t consider myself a man any longer. I’m a girl, or a boy at best compared to them. The power of big black cock has compelled me to be a girl. It’s so strange because it is the most natural thing I’ve ever felt. I’ve been wearing dresses, skirts, lingerie and I have become fascinated with. We were seated at a corner table on the patio. Lisa sat beside me at the table instead of on the other side. Lisa ordered a slushy drink, and I had a beer. While we sat there, we chatted and laughed, just enjoying each other's company.I once again couldn't believe my luck. Here was this gorgeous girl on a date with me. We were so happy together there weren't any awkward silences or lulls in the conversation. I could talk to her for days and not get tired of it. We ordered a second drink each,.