Denise Maxwell had been teaching high school in Boston since her graduation two years earlier but she wasnt happy. There was no real challenge because all the students were like Ken and Barbies, seemingly perfect in every way. She longed for something different so when she saw the notice for a position in a small town in southern Georgia she became excited. The fact that it was an all black school in a depressed area of the inner city only wetted

For at least the fourth time in only minutes Denise glanced at the clock and then back into her mirror, hardly believing that she was going through with it. The reflection staring back at her betrayed not the slightest the terrible inner struggle shed gone through over the weekend, but now that shed made up her mind she might as well make the best of the situation. Self consciously she gave her skimpy red and black checked pleated skirt a tug, very aware that beneath it she was without panties.

Her breathing quickened and her pulse began to race and despite her repulsion of the man as an individual her thoughts flashed with questions such as would his dick be hard and long, would it twitch and jerk as he thrust into her and would it stretch her, fill her, give her as much pleasure as her young students cock had. She became confused and began doubting her own denial of submitting to this man so without willing herself to and without thinking of what she was doing she quickly stepped to him without the slightest hesitation when he again gestured. Yet when she reached to loosen and remove his shirt and tie he brushed her hands aside telling her to remove his

As he drove, one hand on the wheel, the other between her legs, massaging, then pushing between her pussy lips, drawing gasp of pleasure from her. He thought of what she had done in an effort to silence his ranting, of what she had been willing to do right there in the hallway where at any moment the students would have been passing by and he knew without a doubt that this beautiful blonde educated white women was his slave and that whatever he wished to do or have done to her she would willingly accept. That evening he used her repeatedly, fucking her hard and long, as she in response

She had wondered from time to time since then what had driven Regina to be the way she was, why she had preferred black men and now since being accosted by Melcolm she began to think that maybe the beautiful redhead had met and been dominated by a negro much like her student.