"Since you are awake now I will do something for you," she said as she smiled at me.Her fingernail traced along the length of my shaft from the tip to...the base. It jumped in response, making her giggle. She wrapped her hand around it. The heat of her touch was intense and made my cock swell even more in response. She stroked up and down as small droplets began to appear on the tip. She scooped it up with a finger and put it to her lips."Oooh, sweeter than I expected," she observed.She started. The lacerations on his back and his screaming in agony demonstrated the power of the whip. In another scene, a pretty young teenage black girl was being held down and raped by a group of white boys. The girls screams were drowned out by the boys’ laughter.Kimberly looked away in horror. Quanesha noticed and said “Our ancestors were just pure evil weren’t they. Look at what they did to innocent Black people for hundreds of years. I’m ashamed to be a white girl.”Kimberly said nothing but wanted. I had to let her know that this was different. I put my hand on her chin, only pausing to wish I could print the view of her staring up at me.I nodded my head; she stood, not needing another cue. Before either of us knew it, I had her in the air, forearm around her lower back, sinking my fingers into her ass as much as I could while my free hand started the next step. Through luck or pure instinct, her panties were pulled to the side and I was in before the next breath.Stillness.She squeezed up. I ignored this even though itdid annoy me. An uneasy peace developed between us, Maggiethe only bond between us.Maggie did everything for me and for the first twelvemonths I loved life. She told me how she found men withponytails so sexy. Needless to say I let my hair grow andnow my ponytail is halfway down my back. Her concern for mewas such that she got me vitamin pills, two different typesthat I took every day. We lived a life together not needinganyone else.Now it seemed that I was unable.