Originally Posted by Bladewire

In middle school this girl and I used to sit on the floor in the library against the bookshelves next to each other, with our legs straight out, and pretend to be reading. Michael Jackson's Thriller was big then and like a lot of white kids I bought my first pair of tight black parachute pants to look cool. I bought them with my paper route money.

She noticed what I was packing and when we sat to read we both covered out waists and legs with our coats and one thing led to another and we were feeling each other out every day it was hot! I made her wet and she made me precum buckets. One day on our way out to recess she wanted me to go with her in the bathroom and fuck. She was really cool. Neshona Jones was her name. It's not being a race traitor when you're not a racist hater, especially when your own life experience has taught you to know better and do better.

In every segment of society their are extremists don't let your lack of experience, or fear, make you into one of them