I developed an addiction to sissy pornography, even going so far as to wear her clothes and makeup. I lost the ability to become erect for her and tha... sparked the end of our relationship. I was on my own again and racked with depression and guilt becoming more determined to purge any of these desires from my life. Time went on and I had more or less gotten back to some normalcy when one evening I rode past a hardware store that was having a sale and decided I would stop in and pick up some. No black woman is thrilled about that. However, I could care less what some random black guy does. I have my life to live. Angelo didn’t think white men and white women could truly love anyone who wasn’t white like them. According to him, when white women and white men dated black men and black women, they were under the influence temporary jungle fever or mild curiosity and nothing more. They didn’t understand us. They could never relate to our struggles. They couldn’t love us even if they. I did that to prevent any conversation with the two Togar males, sitting not too far.They did keep their distance and I was glad.My companion said whispering but with an amused tone in her voice.”Looks like the two Toms over there seem to contemplate considering getting mauled and injured for a chance with you.”Why she found it amusing I did not know.I found the situation anything but amusing. I muttered, not expecting a response. “It wasn’t me who decided I had to pose as a Togar female in the. He was embarrassed to ask but she was the most beautifulwoman that he had ever seen and it had been a while. She informed himthat she would be happy to, show him a world of exotic pleasures butthat he would have to wish for it, another of her "rules". He decidedagainst it given the "consequences" of a bad flip though he was certainthat his resolve would eventually falter at this rate. He went to bedfor the first time in months looking forward to tomorrow.He went into work the next day for the.