"I heard her slinking across the room, and I followed, on all fours, when she beckoned out thebedroom. She led me, naked, through her house until we s...opped at the front door. She opened it toreveal the trimmed bushes of her garden, and threw before me a black leather collar, studded andchained, engrained with silver letters "Bitch" upon the ring. She said, simply,"Choose."A cold gust blew upon my naked body, a chill down my spine, but I didn't even think of that. I didn'tthink of the long walk. I want you to put it inside of me and make me feel the earth move like I've heard about. I want to say 'It's all a lie, so why should I be a good girl any more?' But I can't do that."He had his hands on the tub edge with his arms straight. She used both of her arms to hug herself against his. They both just enjoyed the feeling of her softness against his arm for a while before she spoke again."Cy, if I promise not to think about wedding bells and all of that, can we be boyfriend and girlfriend. “What do you mean?”“Well...” Brandi suddenly looked at a loss for words. “Well ... Oh, I don’t know.”Whitney stared at the woman across the couch. “Brandi, what the hell are you talking about?”“Well, the past few weeks, you’ve been pretty quiet. Whitney, are you okay, social wise?”There was a long pause. “Social wise? You mean me being the only African American here?”Brandi nodded. “Yeah, kind of I guess ... Yeah.”Whitney thought for a moment and decided to give an honest answer. “Just a little. I wondered what was happening, as even in my sexual, pain-filled haze, I was sure that she hadn’t climaxed yet. They whispered something, followed by giggling, and her body slid forward so her pussy was about chin level to me. ‘Lick my ass, slut,’ she commanded, and my breath hitched. Using my tongue to pleasure her pussy was one thing. But the thought of licking over that forbidden part of her body was far outside anything I would have imagined, and I tried to shake my head. Brenda noticed it.