It is true. The end was changed because you can’t have a children’s story with the main characters getting killed off.”“Gosh. I’ll never enj...y that movie again.”Danny said, “Maybe if you tried to read the play and understand it, I wouldn’t be the only one talking about it in the class room. I am bored by it all. I understand it. I get it. Getting grilled on it over and over, is boring.“It isn’t stupidity that you can’t understand this story, it is laziness. I mean you guys are living it here in. I can honestly say that I love you, and that I do hope we end up married someday, but only when being married is what we both want." Slowly, like we were just starting out all over again, from the beginning, or slowly like us being back together like before, but us not talking about marriage, or about us having any babies for a few years?" Maybe some of both those things. Our sleeping together was very nice, but, if it makes you think we should be closer to being ready to be married soon,. It was the most humiliating meal I have ever eaten.To rub it in, he did not let me clean myself until after I'd cleaned the kitchen. He said that everything had to be spotless and he kept my ankles clipped together to make sure that I had to work slowly as I carried the dishes to the sink and put the food away. Worse, he used a piece of chain to attach my wrists to my crotch – it was wrapped around my waist and then fed between my legs and back through the front, held in place with padlocks –. That’s what I want to hear. I wasn’t sure if I was satisfying you last night” he confessed.“Satisfy me? Damn nigger, you made me cum five or six times” she said.“You like calling me a nigger don’t you”“Yes. It’s sounds wicked”“Wicked” he asked.“Yes, wicked. Like sin”“Got it. Sinful sex with a black man” he said.“No. More like forbidden sex with a black man”“Got it. Got to protect our women from the dreaded black cock” he said laughing.“That’s right” she said laughing.“By the way girl, I like.