Blurry vision detected something that hadn’t been there before. Squinting to focus, she saw a figure standing at the distant corner of the supermark...t -- a man? Smoking a cigarette?He, too, was oblivious of her, posing no immediate threat. As close to her orgasm as she was, the aroused teenage girl continued building the lust blossoming between her thighs. Visions of the guy standing next to her, laying atop her, lured her finger tips deeper into her vulva. She closed her eyes and probed her. '? Little Stevie can be so melodramatic sometimes!" she giggled. "Tell me, are you a natural blonde, Stephanie?? I think you are, but Steve wasn't sure.? Anyway, Steve says blonde beaver is worth more cigarettes in prison, and you'll be okay if you become someone's bitch." Stephanie's hand instinctively flew to cover her crotch.? The idea of her soft downy fleece being used to set her market price was too humiliating to bear. She heard some garbled voices on the other end of line, followed by. "Hey how's it going Jonny " Cool what you doin' " Just chillin'" Fancy going to the mall tonight, I'm feelin lucky and think tonight is the night I'll score my first chick "I laughed,"hey virg be cool it will happen when it's meant to" Yeah you're right I'm just hoping I'm so horny I just want some pussy" Jonny language" I laughed again. "Ok" Don't think I'll go out to tonight it's Saturday and mom and dad are going out, some perv gave me a porn the other day I think I'll watch that. At least. I wasn't sure I wanted to have sex with a Negro. Ed kept working on me. Ed said it was meant to be. He said he wanted me to enjoy the taboo of interracial sex.Of course I had heard the tales of black men being so much bigger, and therefore better sex partners than white men. Sayings like, "once you've tried black, you'll never go back." But, I never believed that. I figured that was just so much hype spread by blacks to lure white women to them. I could see a particular black man being better.