After dinner Emily had announced that she was going out with her female friends to Vauxhall Gardens. I objected strongly, forbidding her to go. She ha... laughed at me before making the antique bore remark. I could have stopped her physically, I suppose, but that would have really damaged our fragile relationship. I let her go hoping that she would learn sense in a few weeks time. I won’t have that few weeks. I’ll be dead shortly after dawn because Major Simon saw Emily in a bower in Vauxhall. He said that I needed to go here…I-I don’t know what to do. My mother was taken years ago…and I have nowhere to go now.’ He went back to sobbing uncontrollably. ‘Oh…I see what’s going on here. You’re one of those white bitches I keep hearing about on the news, one that hasn’t given in to nigger supremacy yet. That’s pretty rare to see. Most of you guys dropped to your knees the second we made Obama our King.’ I leaned down and spit directly onto his face. He didn’t even move and inch. He was. She clung to me desperately, screaming in pleasure while the full force of the drug induce orgasm rocked her like an earthquake seeming to last forever. I finally relaxed as her actions calmed, eventually she buried her face in the nape of my neck and I felt her long final sigh hot on my skin. I lay her back gently and stroked her thick luxurious hair, appreciating her beauty and the sacrifice she made merely for my pleasure."At least you didn't die a virgin, sweetie."I heard a gasp behind. .. j-just you!" Let's start with Arthur Hartman... then Hugo Foxx!"The two names stabbed out at her, and she cringed away. "Ooooohh, God! N-no!" How did he find out?"I know... so there's no need to lie about it!" he pursued grimly. "Would you like to know how I found out?"Virginia was absolutely miserable. She was sure that now Leon would be leaving her, asking for a divorce, but nothing would force her to admit to him that his knowledge was correct. She persisted in her plea of innocence..