I took a chance and kissed him on the neck. He squeezed a couple times and my bra slumped from my tits once again."You're an expert!"He held me awhile...longer and I nuzzled, begging for a kiss. He answered by opening his lips and letting our tongues play."Mmmm, Carly, I ... need to see them..."I held them out to him and he pulled my bra up over my breasts."Kiss them..." I whispered tensely.The blouse was open so that the edges ran right down the center of my nipples and it looked very sexy with. " Then, where did you go?" Oh, to the washroom." You mean that you had to pee, and you didn't tell me before I went down on you?"I glared at Karen over the brim of my cup as I took another long sip, but apparently I had overlooked the wash cloth that she had brought back with her, which she now laid unceremoniously over my still rising erection."You trying to cover me up?" No, but do you mind if I wash you off first?" Umm, no, I guess I don't mind." It's just that sometimes you're a little. Or I will file for divorce.I WILL CLAIM ADULTERY !I will do that because I do not trust you to live up to our agreement we made before Fay and I got married.Fay turned pale as a sheet. Her mother sat there with her mouth open. Both were stunned.I said " If I file on the grounds of adultery, every one will always consider Fay a slut and then she won't have a decent chance to marry".I said " Decide now, I am going home with Fay and her baby or going home without her one or the other".Fay got up. Eventually, all races fell to this domination but being white myself, that’s what I concerned myself with. While at the library, I found a journal from a self described white man, that briefly recorded his rather explicit experience as this evolution was occurring.The journal read like this…Once again, I was humiliated by a black man on my way home from work. Black men have become rather aggressive towards white men. I am continually shamed in public by them and to see them dominating other.