"You had me so worried." she said. "I know you left the note, but I had no idea where you'd gone or what you were going to do. Where were you anyway?"...I went to find some things out." she simply replied."What things?" Look, shove that in your gob and shut up a minute." she said, throwing a chocolate bar to her."Ooh, chocolate." said Stephanie and ripped the wrapper off.Humming a catchy refrain, Denise laid out the printed pages and showed them to Stephanie."See?" she said proudly."No. What am I. I had just about decided I was being grossly paranoid when Mindy came out of the hall. She had combed her blond hair out until it flowed like sunshine over her shoulders and down the deep-V of her exposed back. Her scarlet satin dress was cut low in front as well, cradling her full breasts tightly underneath, but revealing, what to me, was a decidedly uncomfortable amount of cleavage. So much so, in fact, that I caught myself wanting to stare at her sensual beauty. I knew she had developed, but. I had her sit down in a chair and rubbed her back and shoulders. I kissed her gently and told her that soon she would be enjoying the black man we had just met in the restaurant. She blushed and smiled shyly. I was prepping my girl to share herself sexually with a Negro we had just met, to open her sweet white legs and engage in an act of sexual intercourse with a black man. She loved this, as do I. This little ritual of preparation, the anticipation, the knowing what she is about to do, and. "So good to see you! Come on back' she motioned for him to follow.They walked back to her area on the far side of the office. It had black wooden tables with test-tubes, Bunsen burners, and equipment spread about."Hey," she said, sitting up on a table.Michael leaned up against another table facing her."What's up?" she replied, unbuttoning the top button in her blouse."If I give you something, do you think you can tell me what it is, or even duplicate it?" he asked."Sure!" she exclaimed,.