"See you tomorrow," Liz said, suddenly not very enthusiastic, as Jennyleft with Melinda. She guessed that Jenny wanted to hold on toMelinda's arm, or...hold hands with her. As the pair stepped through thedoor, Liz turned to Anya. "I'm worried about her," she said simply.Anya nodded. She grabbed her purse and started walking, with Liz besideher. "Yeah," she agreed. "So am I." Jenny's going to get hurt, isn't she?"Anya laughed. "Are you asking if I can 'see' that, or if I think that'swhat's. " I bit my bottom lip in pleasure. This felt amazing. "I only fuck black men - never anyone else. Lastly, I want to be sold....a lot. It's why I'm here."He pushed into me until his stomach was against my back. I felt like my insides were going to explode. He was bigger than the last black man I had. He whispered into my ear. "You understand that the white gang here will see you as a traitor."I nodded as I moved my body back and forth, starting to use his cock. "Can you protect me?"He chuckled.. Even though she complains about this like it is a bad thing, she never puts a stop to it and even seems a little proud of it. Despite all this, I don't think my sister is a slut. At least when I am around, she is a very caring and sympathetic person who is willing to look past people's shortcomings. She also claims she refuses to date until she enters college because she believes relationships in highschool lead nowhere. Perhaps this is why we have been able to become so close this past year,. I was plagued by a sudden return of depression, as well as regret over what Jully and I did. Finally I drifted off to an uncomforting sleep.When morning came I was awake first. Always was an early riser. I carefully removed myself from Jully's arms and showered. Then I came back and dressed silently. This done, I walked into the living room to be miserable and alone with the uncomforting thoughts I knew so well. I was so absorbed with self-loathing that I did not notice Jully come into the room.