"Here you go, baby doll," he said as he started looking over my body. I took the glass and started to drink and he tipped it up a bit so some water dr...pped down my chin onto my chest. I choked on the water a bit and pushed the glass away. "Sorry, baby doll, I just love water on big white titties. Mmm mmm!" "Oh yeah?" I asked, watching him bite his lip as I took the glass and poured it out on my tank top letting my skin and yellow bra show through. "Oh fuck yeah, baby doll. Just like that,". Some of Chastity’s comments were pure spiteful racism about her colour: such as references to not seeing her in the dark or not noticing if she were dirty or not. Considering that her lover for so long had also been black, it made Purity wonder if the object of her sarcasm was really herself. She knew she couldn’t stay for long in this atmosphere, and she felt torn between her desire to leave Chastity and her desire to stay with Innocence. A compromise which she tried hard to persuade. It was very hot. My story "In her own words" was an email she sent me during this time. She told me of an "Admirer" that she has been seeing through a friend. They would hang out at the friends house and talk, listen to music, nothing more. She told me she would notice as he would watch her, looking her up and down, admiring her nice tits. She would tell me that she knew he has a nice large cock and was good with it because her friend knew and told her. The sexual tension was building and she. ‘How was lunch with your dad?’ Shane asked, later that night as they cuddled on the couch watching a movie. ‘It was good, he seemed generally happy for us,’ Ayla murmured. A pounding at the door had them both sitting up in surprise. ‘Stay here,’ Shane said as he made his way to the door. ‘Mr. Ivonova, it’s good to see you,’ Shane added as he opened the door. ‘YOU SON OF A BITCH! HOW DARE YOU! I DON’T KNOW WHAT MY DAUGHTER EVER SAW IN YOU, BUT THIS HAS GONE ON LONG ENOUGH!’ Peter shouted..