Joey smeared a full pad of butter along the crack of her ass. Then he pushed a full pad of butter into her ass followed by another. He then slid his f...nger again into her rectum and started spreading the butter throughout her rear canal. The pads of butter were initially cold causing a bolt of pain to shoot through her pelvis. But soon she got accustomed to the coldness and as the butter softened she felt her rectal muscles relax. Now was the time to have her ass violated and so she prepared. ''Aye, it did sound like a pig was being slaughtered.''She liked it in the end though.''They always do these white girls. Give them a length of black cock and they soon come back for more!'David became fully alert. They were talking about a white girl! His thoughts whirled. Was it someone he knew?'It doesn't matter what hole you use!''Strip them and fuck them!''That's the way they like it!''Get them young and you have them for life!'More laughter, more subdued, as David listened to the Africans. ”“Not to mention that you’ve been distracted from painting long enough,” Clarice said. “You and Kate have gallery openings soon.”“I’ve been working all year, Clarice,” I whined. We’d talked about this enough times to have our call and response worked out.“You need paintings people can hang on their walls, not have to go to church to see.”It was almost three a.m. by the time we got cleaned up after the party. I was surprised to see Bree, Whitney, and Allison leave. I’d expected them to stick. It continued for a long time and I did not know what to do about it. I was sitting in the bus stop with tears in my eyes. I did not want anyone to see me cry so, I used a handkerchief to wipe my tears away and to hide my face. Sukanya and her group came there and saw me in that state. She asked me what happened and why I was crying. I told her about the ragging and the humiliation I was feeling everyday in the hands of my seniors in college. She told me not to worry about it, and they will take.