Within a month’s time we came very close to each other and started liking each other but never directly expressed feelings. It was a rainy season an... as usual every day it was raining heavily. One day her family members rushed to native because of her grani’s ill health and as decided my family went to native for one week to attend my cousin’s marriage ceremony. Both of us stayed back because of forthcoming test. That evening climate suddenly became bad because a very heavy rain and frequent. Moving day was on Wednesday. Yvonne and I helped Arizona and Rachael move their belongings into separate rooms down the hall a bit from our rooms. Training resumed in earnest the next day. It was nice having Arizona and Rachael training and eating and socializing with us on a daily basis. Our 6 member training group quickly bonded. Arizona and Rachael were pressuring Yvonne and me to spend a night of lesbian bondage sex with them, but we put them off saying that we wanted to do it with them. He stood up, taking care that his hard cock would brush against her pussy as he did. She moaned and tried to press back into him but he slapped her ass and said, "Not yet, slave. Get on you knees doggy-style." He then slapped her ass and using her cuffed hands helped her to get into the position. He then knelt down, and started to kiss then bite her thighs, working his way slowly to her pussy. He brushed his lips against her lips as he passed and could smell her sweet pussy. He couldn't hold. A college graduate, hardworking professional and homeowner who finds himself dissatisfied with his world. Sometimes, I wonder why Black people in America, especially the South, can’t seem to make any progress. I knew the answer the moment I asked myself the question. It’s their lack of unity. Seriously. White people stick together. Black people don’t. Until we support our own through thick and thin, we won’t succeed. Black writers strive to bring the Black experience into mainstream fiction and.