I felt the soft cotton of her thong brushing against me. She threw back the last corner of her drink, leaned close to my ear, and whispered, “I’ll...be right back.” There must have been a line for the restroom because Deenie returned twenty minutes later. She smiled, gestured to the bartender for another drink, and discretely returned her lady-box back to its former position on my thigh. I then understood that the move was intentional, because I realized that she removed her panties. She looked. That’s why racist cops who shoot unarmed Black men get acquitted ( when they’re put on trial at all) by carefully selected white juries. In order to advance, America’s Black men and Black women need to stick together. Stop expecting the government to bail us out. The U.S. Government doesn’t like Black people. Remember the racist cops beating up African-American protesters during the 1960s. They did so with impunity. Remember those times. During the ten years I spent living in America, I tried. While lying on her back, he pulls her towards the edge of the bed. Spreading her labia, he moves his face close, so close she can feel the heat of his breath on her now exposed clit. Moaning she lifts towards him. He moves his face in and slowly licks his tongue over her bulb. Squirming, writhing in pleasure, she’s moaning, begging for more. ‘Oh god, Please!’ He takes the bulb into his mouth and sucks it slowly, pulling it out. More moans. ‘Hooaahhh….yeah, more!’ He gently nips at it, then. Stopping suddenly, I returned to the tack bench to retrieve the strap of leather I had used to spank her with. Then wrapping it around her bundle of clothes, I ran back to the house.Almost everyone was in the living room, waiting on supper to be ready, as I motored on through without stopping. I didn't want any questions right now. Returning to the bedroom, I went to the bathroom and deposited the clothes on the counter, still wrapped in the strap.Nicky was rinsing off a now moving Anna as she.