Where are they?”“243!”I hurried down the hall into the girls’ side of the floor, then turned down the short hallway to cross to the far side o...f the building. A left turn and a few steps later, I gently pushed my way through three girls who were standing outside the door to the room. A blonde girl was lying on the floor, on her side, with Cecilia sitting next to her.“What happened?” I asked.“We were just talking and suddenly she like had a seizure or something,” a brunette standing in the corner. Consequently, Hal the pharmacist, who lusted after this beauty, had conjured up a plan to have her, and to make her pregnant with an interracial baby. He had the materials present as a pharmacist that enabled him to carry out such a plan.He had fantasized about interracial mating often. He thought of his hard engorged thick dark black cock buried deep inside a tight lily-white pussy. The contrast was just so exhilarating! His swollen black baby-making tool nestled deep inside a pale white. I asked him, “Can you tell me who you are?” when he finally ran down. “I’m Brad Johnson, the Mooney rep who signs off on paying contractors.”The man hemmed and hawed before he finally said, “My name is John Davidson. I’m the foreman for this job that should be just about completed.”“Thank you, Mr. Davidson. I understand that your boss is there with you. If you have a speakerphone, can you use that so we can all be a part of the conversation?”I heard the click and quickly said, “Can you tell me. My friend had recently got married and had a baby so unfortunately his house was out the question. His mum offered me his old room at hers on a temporary basis.My mate’s mum was called Shelly and she was a primary school teacher. She had long dark hair and brown eyes. If you saw this women in the street you would swear she was still in her twenties. Growing up I never really noticed my mates mum because if anyone so much as looked at her my mate would kick your arse. Now I’m staying under the.