"I still want you to talk to my Pixies, Yvette and Lauren too. They can tell you the details of Pixie-dom, what you are getting into."Going Crayola(r)... red, Rhea whispered, "I saw what was getting into Athena and Selena. That was scary hot, but I wanted some, too." That was more like what Mama and Grand Mama were hinting at and they hinted more that you were the best one to teach us how." An equally scarlet Circe agreed. "If you're worried about us being drafted into the Pixies, don't. We are a. “Why? We are obviously not racist. I mean…we’re fucking ya’ll aren’t we?” “I know you’re not explicitly racist,” he said in a serious voice, “but you are still white. I want you to represent all the hatred my people have faced in this country for the past 400 years.”“Alright.”We got up, got dressed, and sat cross-legged on one of the beds together. Kristen started surprisingly quickly. “So… I was at the mall the other day and this dirty fucking nigger came up to me and asked me if I wanted to. I had called my business manager Sally to make arrangements for someone to pick me up since Gina had taken me to the airport on Sunday after our hot unadulterated fun. As I was exiting the breezeway at the gate I saw my young 21 year-old intern, Lacy. She was going to one of local universities and worked for my company over the summer. Lacy was not only smart but she had the looks to match. She had shoulder length blond hair with the face of a high-dollar model. Her piercing green eyes always. Not with herfingers doing what they were doing to him. It felt so really good."In a little bit we'll go upstairs," she continued. Up.... down..."andthen I'll let you try it on."Oh jeez! "Try what on?" Your surprise, silly."Dammit. He was going to end up in girl's clothing again. He doubted thesurprise was anything else. He knew he should push her hand away, getup and put his clothes back on. However, as Jen had calculated, herteasing fingers were making it very difficult for him to do anything.