What timedo you want picking up?"John looked at me and I shrugged, "Two maybe three hours if we'reenjoying ourselves." I'll send a text message, Georg...." Okay, make it about a half hour before you need me."I had a really good time with John, he was a humorous conversationalistand an excellent listener which was a good sign, most men like to hog theconversation but he let me chatter on and I could tell he was reallylistening to me, showing an interest in what I was saying. He asked meabout my. "Yes," I replied."I know," he retorted, "All you white bitches, the first time you see a black dick, thats it. It don't matter, ya'll just lose it."I felt myself gulp. His dick was stiffening up in my hand., while I could swear that mine had some precum leaking from the tip."White girls, white boys," he continued, "It don't matter. Once ya'll realize, its over. White dick cant complete. Once you get a taste of this black cock, you'll know your place. You'll realize where you belong."I barely. I was a bit stunned, just stood there gaping at the scene. My mom just casually removed her mouth from his penis (though she still held it in her hand), turned to look at me and smiled, asking what I needed. I’d seen my dad erect before, but right then, it looked large, hard and throbbing. A couple months later I wandered into their bedroom, the door was open, and found my dad going down on my mom and similarly, they just casually stopped, didn’t cover up and asked what I wanted. I’d never seen. Drake was all state two years in a row. Only the teachers called him by his given name. Everyone else called him Dragon. He was given that name because of the way he would destroy opposing running backs. People would say he hit people with great fury.When I said that he was black, there eyes lit up even wider and I could see a few of them stirring around in there seats.All the other girls on the team loved Drake; he was one of the most popular boys in the whole school. One day while I was at my.