She took a deep breath, her big, floppy tits rising and falling beneath a barely concealing summer top that was several sizes too small"Now stay close...to the phone for the next couple of nights, you don't want to miss your chance to clear up your little problem, do you?" Alright, Bon, I'll be there." Following her big swaying ass to the door."Talk to you soon, Sweetie." She said closing the door behind me."Shit." I thought, I had to find a way out of this. I didn't know how long I could take. Friday came and I was as excited as a teen on her first date, where she'd lose her virginity. It didn't take long to drive to Nashville. When I arrived, I parked the car, grabbed my luggage, and walked to the hotel's lobby in search of Clay. I saw him sitting at the bar, hitting on some chick, which was typical behavior for him.We checked, into our room and by ten pm we were more than primed for some sexy play in the hotel's Jacuzzi. The area was well lit, but off to the side of the pool and. The things pictured are described as smoothers and shapers." Herfingers highlighted a headline at the top of page with four shapelymodels in form fitting foundation under garments. His eyes were drawn tothe shimmering satin white panels on some of the garments, and way theyhugged and shaped the models. While it was true the catalog copyindicated the posture belt could be worn by a man, all the rest of thedozens of items in that part of the catalog were clearly for women. Manyof them had built. We quietly whisper amongst ourselves asking, “What can we do?” The usual response is not one word but the shaking of our heads in disbelief. Black men are seizing upon our weakness and intimidating us into servitude. They are taking our girlfriends right out of our arms and fucking our wives right in front of us. Black men are outnumbered ten to one by whites but they are easily taking us over. I don’t know what to do about it.I flipped a few pages back and began reading again…Black men have.