And they wrote some nasty stuff on my locker. Man, I can’t believe this crap. I’m a Black woman who loves Black women exclusively. I don’t like ...white girls. Never been into them. Never will be. I’m sure they’ll find plenty of others to keep them company. I love my fellow Black women. Thank you very much. I told this to Bambi and the endless parade of Heathers, Ambers and Jenny’s that she lorded over. They scoffed in surprise. The Black woman is my standard of beauty, folks. Accept no. She tilted her head, opened her mouth and turned the cup above her mouth and poured a small stream of pee into her mouth so we could all see what she was doing. She closed her mouth, straightened her head and while dancing and looking at us, let some of it dribble on het tits.She repeated this performance at every table. When she was finished she received a standing ovation so to speak, people were ecstatic about her act.Celia had big eyes and a scared look on her face and started whispering to. The stretch of your arms lifting your heaving bosom that bit more, your nipples pebbling as you mind plays havoc with your thoughts, the darkness before your eyes reflected in your ever more sinful desires. Blindfolded, wrists bound and supported from above, naked with the exception of your panties, stockings and heels, at the mercy of his hunger, like a wild animal stalking it's prey. Heart pounding, every beat resonates in your ear as you mind lets go, body quivering and trembling with wild. Mr Isaacs eventually retired and sold the business to a huge chain of jewelry stores. He knew I would not be happy with them, so he gave me all of his tools and equipment and advised me to start up on my own.Three months later we had converted one of the garages into a workshop and Jane's Custom Jewelers was born. I became known for custom-made engagement and wedding rings, and life was good.I was close to falling asleep again when a car horn tooted in the drive. I leapt out of bed and hurried.