BOBAnd the other...you know...MADDY(Almost laughing) Oh, yes, Bob, I do indeed know. You're a wonderfullover. Yes, I love that too.BOBGood. I thought ...o, you really seem to enjoy it, but...well, good toknow.BOB clears his throat, then pauses, gathering up his courage.I mean, OK, so times have changed...and I was thinking...so...whatif...would it even be possible....to...well.He reaches across the table to take MADDY's big, perfectly-manicuredhand.What if we got married? No, wait, I said that. It's not really about competition but I felt a little foolish being offered the chance and not taking it. Besides, if I won, how could Missy say no to an Olympiad?After that, I didn't see anyone outside of school, the gym and the pool. But I won a slot - 12th of 16 men chosen. I got home just in time to study for my final exams.And then: The Prom. Alex had done all the prep work - renting a limo, dinner reservations, corsages for the girls. There were eight of us this time. Me and Missy, Beth. Formerly male and now emasculated and feminized Black Owned white boi slaves wear conspicuous whore attire identical to Black Owned female attire. That allows Superior Blacks free and easy access to their feminized bare white asses when they assume the position or when they are just standing around.Immediately upon arrival the Black Owned naked or whore-dressed white slave must fall on its knees and kiss the shoes or feet of the Black Person who answers the door. It does not matter whether. My heartsank and I wanted to tell her that it would be better to wait. But thatwould be waiting for what. The inevitable outcome would still be that wecan't keep this a secret and mom could probably help us in a way to coopwith this. So I finally said, "I guess you are right, but are we going totell her during this trip or are we going to wait until we arrive at ourdestination?"Lindsey gave my question some thought and then said that it would bebetter to tell it now. The car was parked at the.