’ ‘OK, Edgar. Good night.’ ‘Good night. Tell Darlene I said thanks for the cherry pie.’ ‘I will.’ No, tonight isn’t a night that Edgar...wants to play chess. Nor is it a night that he wants to eat that bitch’s cherry pie. Tonight Edgar has other, more important things on his mind. He has to get Linda out of his thoughts. He hates that woman. He hates all women, especially Darlene. ‘Women are only good for cleaning house and cooking and some of them ain’t even good for that. Those kinds of bitches. Who have you been fucking, my love?” Rob scooped Jenny up in his arms, slamming the front door shut behind him and carried her into the bedroom.BJ sat up in bed; the crisp white cotton sheet completely failing to hide her tender young pointed breasts: “Hi Rob, I’m BJ.I want to suck that cock as soon as you take it out of my mother”.Rob threw Jenny down onto her hands and knees on the bed: “As your cunt is full of that dildo, I’ll just have to fuck your arse Princess.” Rob ploughed into Jenny’s. No day seemed real anymore.Burned and starved and filmed for porn, humiliation, and forced multiple times — raped up to 50 times a day — until i am 'willing' to submit to rape by blacks up to twenty hours a day.It is the mind-numbing shock of being reduced to the status of a pleasure-slave for negroes only ,the worst a white women can happen specialy when she was rich and good educated like i am. Being locked in cages, chained to beds, starved, burned with cigarettes, punched and gang raped. ‘What’s wrong with me? I’m acting like I did twenty years ago.’ George left for the bar and even if he was not sure if he would score, Jasmine knew he would. He was a very sexy man and tonight he looked good. Jas went upstairs and grabbed her yellow skimpy bikini and put it on. It was a few scraps of cloth held together with strings, barely covering her. She went downstairs and decided she was going to call Jim, after all George was going to have fun. She nervously dug around in the drawer for.