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The computer screen flickered to life with the image of a blazing sun. A small caption appeared in the lower left corner of the screen: “The Wrecker (EXPLICIT) / Artist: Black Phallus / Label: E&I Records”.

There is no music at first, just the occasional pluck of a lonely guitar string. The picture whites-out then refocuses on a road in the desert. A car drives down the road, smoke wafting from under its hood. Finally, the car’s engine sputters and it pulls off to the side of the road. The camera angle cuts to the interior of the car, showing a white family. A dorky white dad is driving the car with his beautiful white wife sitting at his side. Sitting in the back seat, reading a college orientation brochure, is their pretty white daughter. The daughter is wearing daisy dukes and a bikini top, and listening to her MP3 player. An aggressive rap beat can be faintly heard on the girl’s earbuds. The girl looks up from her brochure and sees that their car is pulling of to the side of the road and she rolls her eyes. The wife doesn’t look happy either.

The husband gets out of the car and opens the hood. Vultures circle overhead as the sun continues to blaze. He looks at the engine, panicked, scratching his head. He reaches for the radiator cap and burns his hand from the heat. The daughter sees her father shaking his hand and prancing around the front of the car. Again, the high school graduate rolls her eyes, but then she looks down at her MP3 player, then at her cell phone. She picks up her cell phone and starts entering a phone number.

The camera cuts to mom, fidgeting in the front seat, watching her husband, seemingly concerned for his injury. Suddenly, the daughter’s hand taps mom’s shoulder and then hands mom the cell. Mom looks at the phone and sees “THE WRECKER” on its screen. She looks at the daughter, a bit alarmed, and shakes her head. The daughter tilts her head at and nods toward her father. The mom sees him still prancing around in front of the car like a dope, then turns back to the daughter. The daughter shakes her head and again offers mom the phone. Mom takes the phone and puts it to her ear.

Cut to the blazing sun and circling vultures again. The family now has all the car doors open, and are all sweating. The husband has stripped off his jacket and shirt, revealing a thin-but-flabby, pasty-white frame. The wife sits beside him, several blouse buttons undone, and fans herself with a magazine. The hood of the car is down now, and the daughter is lying back on it, on a towel, boldly sunning herself in her bikini top and daisy dukes. A large pick-up truck with a winch drives up beside the family and parks in front of their car. Cut to the pick-up’s cab door, labeled “WHITE KUNTZ WRECKING”. The door opens and a large black mechanic gets out. The music for the video finally starts properly now, a heavy aggressive rap beat, the same one barely heard on the daughter’s earbuds earlier in the scene. The black mechanic is tall and very muscular, wearing some loose fitting jeans and a tight tee. The daughter watches him walk toward the family car and smiles. Daughter slowly rolls off the car hood as her father and mother get out of the car to greet the mechanic. The husband opens the hood and tries to examine the engine again, but the towering black mechanic gently pushes him aside, taking his place in front of the car.

The mechanic glances over at the daughter, who is leaning over the engine, pretending to be interested, her arms stretched over her head, clutching the car’s hood and showing off her lithe, scantily clad body. The stud smiles, then looks over at the pretty brunette mother, her blouse still unbuttoned revealing her inner cleavage of her ample breasts and her bikini top. The mother suddenly realizes how much skin she’s revealing and turns away, blushing from embarrassment. She begins to button up her blouse, but then glances over her shoulder at the mechanic and bites her lower lip. She shrugs and rather than re-buttoning her blouse, she choses to lift the bottom hem of the blouse up, tying the front bottom of her blouse together, revealing her own flat midriff. The mechanic looks back at the daughter, admiring the curve of her tight little ass in her denim short-shorts. The camera slowly rises up the girl’s tiny shorts, over her flat tan belly, her firm sweaty breasts, pouting lips, and ice blue eyes. The stud makes eye contact with the girl, making sure she watches as he pulls the dipstick out of the engine and checks the oil, running a rag up and down the length of the stick. Mom turns back around and sees this too, her ample cleavage enhanced by the way she has tied her blouse together. Once the mechanic is satisfied with the oil reading, and that he has the mother and daughter’s attention, returns the dipstick to the engine, making sure to make a couple of extra suggestive thrusts as he drives it home. The mother gasps. The daughter giggles. Dad is woefully oblivious to all of this.

The rap beat continues as the lyrics are faintly heard. The sound quality on the video is poor, but lyrics can be made out:

“When he can’t get yo’ motor runnin’
Cause his ride is old and busted,
YA’ CALL THE WRECKER”

The mechanic looks over at the mother and daughter again, then down at the radiator cap. Flexing his powerful black arms, he pulls his shirt over his head, revealing his dark, powerful torso, rippling with muscles. Mom’s big blue eyes widen. Daughter licks her lips, ever so slightly. Wrapping the tee around his hand, the mechanic takes the cap off the radiator. The husband looks down at the mechanic’s pocket and sees the pair of gloves he COULD have used to open the radiator cap. Hubby scratches his head.

The mechanic looks the engine over and shakes his head, then walks to the back of his truck and begins to operate his hook and winch. The mechanic bends down and attaches the hook to the bumper of the car. His muscles flex, the sweat making his black skin shine in the sunlight. He returns to the cab and activates the winch. The car lifts a couple of inches, but hook comes loose, dropping the car to the road. The mechanic walks back over to the car and looks at the hook. He looks back up at the wife and daughter who are watching him with wide eyes and rapt attention. He smiles, then begins to unbutton his belt. With one swift motion, he yanks the belt from his pants and whipping it into the air, making a *CRACK* sound. The husband jumps in fright and covers his head for protection. As this happens, the camera angle changes to show the black mechanic in the foreground facing away from the camera and toward the wife and daughter who are standing in the background looking at him. As the mechanic violently yanks his belt off, his baggy pants fall down a few inches, just enough so that any viewer of the music video would know that he is wearing no underpants… then they fall down a bit more. The camera cuts to the wife and daughter, eyes wide, jaws dropped… obviously seeing the mechanic’s cock. The camera returns to the previous camera angle within a second, and the mechanic is pulling up his pants. The husband, still cowering from the belt’s noise, has missed all of this. The lyrics continue:

“When yo’ engine’s overheated
‘cause you been mistreated
YA’ CALL THE WRECKER”

The mechanic bends down, wrapping is leather belt around the hook and bumper, apparently securing the connection… at least for the purposes of the music video. The mechanic activates the winch, lifting the front of the car from the road, then motions for the family to join him in the truck’s cab. The mechanic opens the passenger door for the family, helping the daughter up into the truck first. She crawls over the bench seat, showing off her ass as she does so. Then the mechanic helps the wife up, giving her round ass a little push up into the seat. Next, the husband climbs into the cab and the mechanic leaves him to take care of himself. The mechanic then walks around the front of his truck and climbs up into the driver’s seat, but as his massive black frame squeezes into the cab, it is apparent that not all four people will fit. The husband/father realizes that his eighteen-year-old daughter is eyeing the mechanic’s lap. Seeking to avoid an inappropriate situation, the husband motions for the wife to sit in his lap and make room for the daughter. The wife declines the offer, and before the husband can insist, it’s too late. The daughter hops into the mechanic’s lap, her ripe, bikini-clad breasts mere inches from the mechanic’s broad black face. The daughter turns around, facing the windshield, her back resting against the mechanic’s bare, black torso. The mechanic starts the truck and begins to drive as the white teenager squirms and giggles in his lap. The lyrics continue:

“If he ain’t got the juice to you started,
Call me for a jump and don’t be broken-hearted,
YOU CALL THE WRECKER!”

The husband and father looks ill as he watches his teenage daughter squirm in the black mechanic’s lap. The mechanic moves his head left and right, trying to see around the daughter’s head so that he can drive. The daughter continues to squirm in the mechanic’s lap, until he finally puts a muscular arm around her shoulders from behind and pulls her close, forcing her to lie back with her head resting on one of his broad black shoulders. The mechanic glances downward, getting a bird’s eye view of the teenage daughter’s ample white cleavage. The mechanic seems to have trouble steering the truck, and the husband glances into the truck’s side mirror to see his car swerving back and forth as it is towed behind the truck. He shouts something at the driver who glances in the mirror, then at the husband. The mechanic sneers briefly, then looks at the white teenager in his lap and the pretty white wife sitting next to him. A smile slowly spreads across his face. Suddenly, the mechanic slams the brakes. The girl in his lap clutches the dashboard and the driver’s arm to keep from slipping off his lap. The mechanic looks over at the husband and nods toward the family’s car, quickly making it obvious that there simply is not enough room in the cab for him to drive safely. The husband hesitates for a moment, looking at his daughter, trying to compose herself as she sits in the black stud’s lap. Clearly he is worried about what might happen if his daughter is left alone in the truck’s cab with this brooding black stranger. The husband then looks at his wife. The two parents exchange fretful looks, the husband glances again at the mechanic and his daughter, the wife following his gaze. The husband furrows his brow in worry, and the wife smiles at him, as if to tell him that she won’t let anything untoward happen to their daughter. The husband takes a deep, exaggerated breath and opens the truck door, climbing out of the cab. Before closing the door behind him, the husband pats his place on the truck’s bench seat, indicating the wife should scoot over and make room for their daughter to get out of the mechanic’s lap.

“So if you just lift up your hood,
I can fix you real good.”

As the husband gets into the family car’s driver’s seat, he can see that his wife is scooting in the truck cab, and attempting to get their daughter to move to the middle of the bench seat. The mechanic begins to drive away sits back to ride in his car. He looks ahead, seeing his wife and daughter in the large rear window of the truck cab. A worried look creeps across the husband’s face as he sees that in spite of the extra room in the cab, his daughter is still sitting in the mechanic’s lap! She is squirming around more than ever before, and the truck is swerving all over the road, giving the husband a very rough ride in the towed family car. He looks to his wife, hoping that she will intervene, and obviously she is aware of the issue. He can see that his wife, sitting at the far end of the cab’s bench seat is saying something to the mechanic. She is glancing back at the husband, then back at the mechanic and her daughter. The husband can see that his wife’s face shows distress and fear! He begins hitting his car’s horn, trying to get the truck driver’s attention. Finally, he sees his wife moving to the center of the bench and physically grasping his daughter’s arm, tugging at her, pulling her away from the driver’s lap. Suddenly, the truck swerves violently and the husband falls forward in his seat, his glasses falling to the floor of his car. He leans down, pawing for the lost spectacles, finally finding them and putting them back on his face. When the husband looks up again, he can see that his wife is freaking out about something, yelling, and waving her arms. Whatever she’s saying appears to be finally working, as he sees his daughter is not only out of the mechanic’s lap, but is climbing over her mother, and taking a seat on the far side of the truck’s cab. The husband is about to breathe a sigh of relief until he sees that his daughter is still squirming. At first, it seems as if the daughter is trying to get back into the mechanic’s lap and that his wife is trying to keep her back. The husband sees his wife looking at him from the truck’s rear window, she waves at him frantically, as if trying to signal him, but their daughter grabs her hands and forces them down, under the truck’s rear window, out of view. The husband looks at his daughter, a strange wicked smile is on her face. She is not trying to climb over her mother to get back into the mechanic’s lap... no... she is trying to push her mother closer to the mechanic. The husband watches, confused as his wife shakes her head and their daughter continues pushing her closer to the mechanic and holder her hands down. He can see that his wife is looking down at something, and their daughter is saying something to her... his wife is calming down. The wife looks at the husband again, mouthing the words “I’m sorry” just before their daughter pushes her head down, below the rear window.

“Just tell me that you want it and I’ll give you a jump
Or if you need a little more, I can take you to my PUMP
Station…
my pump… my pump…
station.
I can make your motor purr again!”

The mechanic seems distracted by something and the truck begins to swerve violently again. The husband, worried about what is happening begins frantically blasting his car horn. He sees his daughter looking at him from the truck’s rear window. He mouths the words “WHAT IS GOING ON?” The daughter laughs and waves at her father. She then hold her hands up, palms facing one another, about a foot apart, obviously indicating that ‘something’ is big. Then she point down, indicating where her mother is, then she makes a fist and waves it in front of her mouth, making a ‘blowjob gesture’! The husband doesn’t quite understand and starts hitting the horn again and again until he sees his wife’s head pop up from below the rear window of the truck. His pretty white wife is gasping and wiping her mouth. Their daughter shoves her mother out of the way, clambering back toward the black mechanic. As the daughter does this, her father briefly glimpses her bare white ass and realizes that she has shed her shorts and panties! The father watches, mouth agape, as his daughter climbs back in front of the driver, facing him this time, and slowly lowers herself down into his lap. Again, the truck begins to swerve violently and the hubby starts blasting the horn again. Then he sees his daughter’s pink bikini top fluttering out the truck’s window then whisked away by the hot desert wind!

“I’ll fix you up, so you can go
You need a real man,
and I could use another ho
CUZ I’M A WRECKER!”

Desperately, the husband blasts the car horn yet again, trying to protest what he is helpless to stop. He sees his pretty white wife looking at him from the rear window of the truck. He shakes his head at her... ‘No!’. The wife looks back at him, her pale blue eyes full of pity... she smiles sweetly and shrugs... then nods. Suddenly, she grabs the front of her blouse and violently rips it open, revealing her ample, bra clad breasts. Like her daughter’s bikini top, the wife’s blouse flies out the window and up into the bright desert sky. Looking out the window at her husband, she lifts her ring finger up at him and slips the wedding band from her white hand, tossing it too out the window! The husband frantically, helplessly, blasts the car horn again and again as he watches his wife smile at him one last time, blowing him a kiss with one hand and waving goodbye, before reaching up to the ceiling of the truck cab and hitting a switch. With a sickening *CLUNK* the tow truck’s hook releases the family car which drops to the highway at seventy miles an hour, with a loud crash. The husband frantically steers his car to a safe stop as he watches the wrecker drive off into the distance, with his once-loving wife and daughter.

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The video ended abruptly, displaying a 1-800 number and the slogan... “Call the WRECKER!”

Again, the caption appeared in the lower corner of the screen: “The Wrecker (EXPLICIT) / Artist: Black Phallus / Label: E&I Records”.

Two high school seniors turned away from the screen after watching it with such close attention.

“Oh my GOD! Wasn’t that HOT?” Lauren giggled. She was a petite but athletic 18 year-old with a golden tan, smoky green eyes, and red-auburn hair that she wore in a ponytail.

“Wow!” Becky Davenport gasped, still staring wide-eyed at the computer screen. She was the more innocent of the two girls. Like her best friend Lauren, Becky was eighteen and beautiful. She was tall, slender, with long red hair, alluring green eyes, and a light sprinkle of freckles across the bridge of her nose. “I’d know you said the video would be racy, but that was… I mean….well… explicit!”

“Explicit?” Lauren chided. “You barely saw that girl’s butt in one quick shot, I’d hardly call it explicit! Then again, I’m not some religious prude with religious prude parents!”

“Lauren, stop it!” Becky giggled! “I am not a prude!”

“You are practically AMISH!” Lauren teased. Both the girls laughed.

Becky Davenport wasn’t Amish, though her family was very religious. Becky’s father was a very conservative man who attended church meetings twice a week. Her mother was a “Born-Again” Christian. Both Becky and her older sister Sarah had been raised with conservative Christian values. They were not to dress provocatively, use foul language, enjoy ‘inappropriate entertainment’ etc. Sarah had always obeyed these rules with no problem. Becky however, was a bit rebellious and considered to be the ‘wild child’ of the family. Her parents had deep concerns about the fact that Becky had done things like worn mid-riff baring tops to high-school, occasionally broke her curfew, and went out with lots of boys.

What Becky’s parents didn’t appreciate was that Becky’s least-conservative tops covered more skin than did most of the other tops worn by her peers. Becky’s parents didn’t realize that the three times Becky had ever broken her 8pm curfew was because she actually was out studying at the library and lost track of time. They ‘hoped’ but didn’t ‘know’ that Becky had carefully guarded her virginity in spite of the number of boys who desperately tried to seduce her. Maintaining her virtue was no trivial feat for a high-school senior as pretty as Becky. Becky even wore a purity ring, a symbol of her promise to her family that she would remain a virgin until she was married. The fact was Becky Davenport wasn’t nearly as wild as her parents thought she was... save for one thing.

The one wild streak that Becky did have, secretly, was her taste in music. Becky loved rap music, and her friend Lauren had sent her some MP3’s of an ‘underground’ rap group called “Black Phallus”. The songs were good, though pretty risque. Becky began looking for more of the songs on the internet, but had some difficulty. The few links that she found for “Black Phallus” MP3s were frequently located on porn sites for some reason. This meant that the porn-blocking software that her parents had installed on Becky’s computer prevented her from making any downloads from those locations. Black Phallus CD’s seemed impossible to find in local music stores, so Becky had to make do with the MP3s that she got from her friends. Some of the girls at school were surprised that conservative Becky Davenport had become a fan of Black Phallus. She explained that while the lyrics were shocking at first, she found them amusing... and the strong rhythm and beats made her want to dance. What she didn’t mention to her curious friends was that the songs were stirring stronger urges than just dancing... and that on the rare occasions that conservative Becky Davenport ‘touched herself’ she always had to listen to a Black Phallus song to achieve the best climax. More and more, she wanted to hear their music and learn about their group... so naturally she was thrilled when her friend Lauren came over to visit, and brought a CDR of what was supposedly one of their music videos that had been leaked online.

“Are you sure this is really their video?” Becky asked. “I mean, its not just one of their songs mashed up with clips from a porno movie?”

“Of course not!” Lauren laughed. “Don’t you recognize B-Love in the video?”

“I dunno.” Becky pouted. “He was so dirty.”

“Yeah he was!” Lauren smirked, making an obvious insulation.

“No!” Becky blushed and laughed. “I meant he was grimey, oily... the whole ‘mechanic’ get up.”

Lauren laughed. “Yeah, I know dork, I was kidding. Look, it’s a legitimate video, I got it from their website. It’s the first one they ever did, and it got banned from VH1 and MTV after one showing.”

“That doesn’t surprise me!” Becky said, “I can’t believe they’d show something like this on VH1 or MTV. I mean... the whole running off with a man’s wife and daughter...”

“Wild huh?” Lauren retorted, then added quietly. “Doesn’t it make you wonder if the rumors are true...”

“What rumors...” Becky whispered, awkwardly, knowing the rumors about black men’s endowment.

“The rumors about their songs being based on actual events.” Lauren said casually. “A mom and daughter together! Can you imagine what kind of guy would pull that off! It’s so HOT!”

“Oh...” Becky said, almost disappointed that her friend wasn’t going to talk about the other rumors, before realizing what Lauren was implying about the video they’d just seen. “Oh! Ew! The mother and daughter thing?”

“Yes!” Lauren said, her eyes lighting up with excitement. “Just imagine those guys with you and your mom Becky! She’s still pretty hot for her age!”

“GROSS!” Becky squealed.

Lauren laughed. “I’m kidding! Of course it’s all just bullshit! All these rappers are like that! They talk themselves up like some kind of super pimps. Still, I’ve heard that this video is tame compared to the others they’ve done.”

“There are more?” Becky said, almost too eagerly, “Can you download them too?” Becky tried to contain her excitement, afraid that Lauren would think her interest was less than healthy. “I mean… I’d like to see them, but you know my parents’ software blocks the site.”

Lauren didn’t seem to notice Becky’s over-enthusiasm. “No, sorry, that’s the only video they have available for download. The site says they’re saving the others for that interview.”

“What interview?” Becky asked.

“WHAT INTERVIEW!!” Lauren gasped. “Becky, are you fucking kidding me? How do you not know about the interview? I thought you said your older sister works for Jessica McFarland at KNEN?”

“Yeah, she’s her personal assistant...so?” Becky said, her eyes widening, not fully believing what her friend was saying.

“So?!” Lauren rolled her eyes. “So Black Phallus is going to appear LIVE on KNEN and be interviewed by Jessica McFarland and she didn’t mention it?”

“OMG, they are!?” Becky’s big green eyes widened. She was stunned. “No. Sarah… Sarah didn’t tell me!”

“Oh my God, what a bitch!” Lauren hissed playfully. “I can’t believe that she knows they’re your favorite group and didn’t mention that she’d probably be meeting them! Maybe she can get their autograph for you!”

Lauren nodded towards a few photos of celebrities on Becky’s wall, all which had been autographed, including one of celebrated television journalist Jessica McFarland. Sarah’s sister occasionally met celebrities at the studio, and had gotten signed photos for her sister. Becky had even met a couple of them herself, thanks to Sarah getting her a VIP pass to the studio.

“Well…” Becky bit her lower lip. “She doesn’t really know I listen to that type of music. I doubt she’d approve. You know how religious and conservative my parents are… Sarah is almost as bad.”

“Oh my God, Becky!” Lauren whispered. “You HAVE to tell her I bet Sarah will meet them! You have to tell her you want their autographs! Maybe she can even get you into the studio and meet them! Oh my God!” Lauren gasped, breathlessly before adding, in a whisper. “That would be amazing! Do you think you could get me a VIP pass too?”

“I… I don’t know… I think my parents and Sarah would flip out if they knew I listened to Black Phallus.” Still, Becky’s mind was reeling from all she was learning from her friend, and the thought of possibly meeting Black Phallus! “Wow… I just can’t believe they’re going to be on that show! It’s supposed to be like a serious news program.”

“Yeah, I know.” Lauren explained eagerly. “They’re going to go on ‘The Whole Truth’ and talk about their music being so popular in the clubs, but like how they can’t get the exposure they need to hit it big because of racism and censorship. They say they’re anxious to go on television for a ‘live no-holds barred, exclusive interview and show America and the rest of the world what Black Phallus is all about! I read all about it on their website. I suppose your web filter blocks it?”

“Yes.” Becky pouted.

“Too bad!” Lauren sighed. “Their site says the interview will be live and uncensored, and there’s some kind of special on-demand pay-per-view kind of deal. There’s supposed to be some kind of streaming video thing on their website, probably one on KNEN’s website too, but you have to pay to see it.”

Becky frowned. Her parents didn’t let her have a credit card, and certainly wouldn’t agree to pay to access a television interview with a rap group that sang almost exclusively about sex.

Lauren continued. “The site said that Black Phallus is planning to show some of their other music videos and they’ll be uncensored too! Just think, if you thought this “Wrecker” video was explicit, just imagine what the uncensored ones will be like! ”

“Oh…oh my!” Becky muttered. It was difficult for her sheltered mind to imagine how much racier the Black Phallus music videos could get after seeing the one for “The Wrecker.” Her mind began to wander, thinking about a just how sexually explicit Black Phallus might make their music videos. The thought of seeing erotic scenes unfolding while their music played excited Becky deeply. She began to blush, her face turning almost as red as her hair.

“Of course... that’s just the videos.” Lauren said, seeing her friend’s eyes widen with wonder, she decided to tease her sheltered friend a bit more. “You KNOW what supposedly happens at some of their live shows! I wonder if the interview will get wild.”

Becky shivered. She knew what Lauren meant by ‘wild’. On another occasion, Becky had listened intently to Lauren's story of orgies and sex parties that the rappers supposedly threw on tour, or in recording studios, or on the film set of their music videos, or onstage at concerts in front of crowded clubs. They were just silly stories, neither girl completely believed them, but nevertheless, Becky found them very exciting… her thoughts were completely carried away by her hormone-fueled imagination. Becky was getting incredibly horny. Lauren was still talking, but Becky wasn’t really hearing her.

“So,” Lauren asked, “Do you want to come?”

“Wha…what?” Becky said, embarrassed.

“I said I thought you could come over to my place that night, sleep over and watch the interview on my computer.” Lauren asked more explicitly. “Unless you thin you can get us those VIP passes? What do you think?”

Becky smiled at her savvy friend. “I...I think I should call my sister!”

“E&I EXCLUSIVE - PART TWO: PREPARING FOR AN IN-DEPTH INTERVIEW”

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In the two years since her college graduation, the beautiful Jessica McFarland had become one of most recognized and respected young women in American television journalism. She’d graduated from UCLA with the highest scores of anybody in the mass communications field, and immediately found employment with a cable news network. It was a good job too, as an “Entertainment Correspondent” she would be an on-air personality! In truth, the job probably should have gone to somebody with more experience, but Jessica had the youth and personality that the network executives had wanted, and her inexperience made her salary affordable. It also didn’t hurt that she was gorgeous, with a killer figure, flawless white complexion, dazzling smile, and big blue eyes. Her beautiful face was framed by a thick mass of wavy, silky, blonde hair that she kept cut above her neckline. Her voice was slightly high-pitched, but at the same time had a kind of soft huskiness.

With her ‘girl-next-door’ face, ‘not-so-innocent’ voice, 36c/d-28-36 figure, and her sexy outfits, everybody was tuning in to see the sexy Jessica McFarland’s entertainment news reports. Her popularity skyrocketed and within a year of her first appearance on television, Jessica McFarland was a household name. Before long, her picture graced the cover of dozens of magazines, and she received many lucrative offers for modeling and advertising work. While Jessica loved the attention, she was disappointed that it seemed to focus so much on her appearance. Money and exposure were positive, but Jessica didn’t want to act or model, she wanted to be a journalist. She started to try and play down her youthful image, and began to dress a bit more conservatively. Abandoning her famous form-fitting silk blouses and mid-riff baring shirts, Jessica began wearing designer suits in dark colors. Little changed. Jessica felt more professional, but still the media, including her own network, seemed only to see a pretty face who reported on light, fluffy, entertainment news. On top of that, in spite of the fact that her presence had increased the network’s ratings ten-fold, Jessica was underpaid. If she wanted more money, she could take the various modeling and advertising offers that she received, but she felt that would just further damage the journalistic integrity that she desperately wanted to build.

When her contract came up for renewal at the end of one year, Jessica tried to negotiate for more money and more say over what stories she covered. She wanted to do more in-depth interviews, with edgier, more controversial celebrities. The network however, being rather conservative, steadfastly refused. Popular as Jessica was, they still looked down on the young ‘entertainment correspondent’. Jessica was trapped. While it was true that she could resign, and seek greener pastures, she didn’t dare leave the network without another job lined up. Popular as she was, she knew her public was fickle and had a short-term memory. With her husband Billy out of work, and the economy being what it was, Jessica didn’t like the idea of being without a job when she’d been so close to making it big. Just when it seemed Jessica would be trapped in her job for another year, she received a phone call from a rival network, KNEN.

KNEN offered Jessica a million-dollar deal as the host of a news program for their new entertainment-oriented news network. In addition to a hefty new salary, Jessica would get a personal assistant and perhaps eventually a full staff at her disposal. What’s more, becoming the main anchor of a show would give Jessica the opportunity to propose story ideas, and to do in-depth interviews with controversial entertainment figures. It was still technically ‘only’ an entertainment news program, but nobody at the network would be looking down on her for reporting on that subject because the whole network was dedicated to covering the entertainment industry. There was little risk in taking the job. The network was going to pay her half of a year’s salary up front, no strings attached, so even if the network didn’t survive, she’d still have that money, and the experience. The incentives were countless. They wanted her so badly that she even managed to get them to hire her husband, Billy, for a cushy job with their network. That clinched it. Jessica could tell that this network, unlike her current employer, would give her the treat her like the valuable asset she was. Jessica McFarland ditched the network that made her famous, and took the offer from KNEN, King Network Entertainment News.

KNEN had appeared on the media scene fairly recently, but was a surprisingly wealthy and powerful network. They targeted what some perceived to be an audience often neglected by the news media… minority and youth markets. To appeal to this audience, KNEN combined serious current affairs reporting with an edgy youthful image, and employed a youthful, minority-oriented staff to support that image. Indeed, Jessica had noticed that black males seemed to comprise the majority of the chief executive staff. Jessica was happy to be working for such a progressive network. On top of this, KNEN treated Jessica like a queen. She always had fresh fruit and bottled Caribbean spring water in her dressing room. Jessica felt invigorated by her new job, and her public popularity remained quite high. The only thing that wasn’t going well for her was her sex life. Strangely, in the year they’d been working at KNEN, Billy seemed less and less interested in making love to his beautiful, successful wife.

Billy McFarland, too, always had a healthy supply of bottled water in his office, but unlike his wife, Billy was not happy at KNEN. First he didn’t understand what his new job was supposed to be. All he knew was that he was going to be making more money, and that the work would be ‘easier’ since his employment was basically a gratuity to his wife. Then there were his co-workers. Billy hadn’t realized that he’d have to work with so many blacks! Billy had always thought of blacks as lazy, and his employees were no exception. He tried to console himself with the fact that he was their supervisor, but whenever he tried to delegate jobs to his staff, he was ignored. Because of this, Billy was tied to his desk day after day, often working late nights, doing the work that he was unable to delegate, yet responsible to see done.

Billy wanted to complain to his supervisors, but they were all black men. He couldn’t even bring himself to tell Jessica. Billy felt completely helpless, inadequate, and exhausted. To make matters worse, Jessica’s happiness with her new job seemed to make her more and more sexually aggressive. She seemed to want sex almost every night, and Billy’s exhaustion and stress kept him from keeping up with her demands. He hadn’t been able to make love to his young, sexy wife more than twice since the move to KNEN six months ago. Billy knew that he was the only thing that wasn’t working out for his wife, and he hated himself for it.

Jessica, meanwhile, went to bed every night confused and saddened by her husband’s sudden lack of interest in her body... confused, saddened, and unsatisfied. She could tell there was something wrong, but as much as she loved Billy, and as eager as she was for their sex life to return to normal, she didn’t have time to find out what the problem was. There were other matters on her mind. Namely, her upcoming interview with the controversial rap group, “Black Phallus”.

“Black Phallus” was incredibly hot on the club circuit and among teens and college students, but it was never heard on the radio or seen on television because the group’s controversial nature. This wasn’t particularly unusual for some gangsta rap artists whose lyrics created images of extreme violence. What was unusual was that Black Phallus’s lyrics weren’t controversial because of violent imagery, but because of their sexually explicit nature. The few music videos the group made were rumored to be practically pornographic. Only one of their videos had ever been aired on television, on one of the cable music networks, and was aired only once, and only then after being heavily censored. After that debacle, Black Phallus refused to allow any channel to air their videos unless they were uncensored. The music video channels refused to air the videos without some edits for explicit content, and thus, the other Black Phallus videos were never aired. They didn’t even make their videos available on their own website, with the exception of “The Wrecker”, the video that had aired (in censored form) on television.

In spite of all the controversy and inaccessibility of their music, the group had managed to become very popular in underground circles, and beginning to have an impact on popular culture. Thus every magazine, television program, and news network remotely connected with the entertainment industry wanted an interview, yet nobody could ever seem to get one. And then, as the story went, KNEN scored the impossible. Black Phallus agreed to an exclusive interview.

From what Jessica had been told, the agreement with the group had been reached after weeks of extensive, secret negotiations with KNEN executives. The negotiations were so secret that even after weeks of wrangling Jessica was taken by surprise when she was told that they’d agreed to an exclusive interview. She was even more surprised to discover that she would be the one expected to conduct the interview, and that she had only three days to prepare! Jessica knew that this would be her first, best chance to show that she could be a truly provocative journalist, rather than just some desk-bound eye candy. As exciting as this prospect was, Jessica felt incredibly nervous about the interview. Aside from this being her first major ‘news’ interview, she’d had very little time to do any research on the group. Information was limited, since no interviews had ever been granted, and Jessica had quite a bit of trouble tracking down a copy of the group’s CD and videos, before one was finally provided to her by Black Phallus’s record label, Ingredient X.

Then of course, Jessica was worried about the concessions and agreements that KNEN had been forced to make, before the controversial group would agree to be interviewed. The network wanted an exclusive, no holds barred interview with the rap group, a live studio performance, and the right to show any or all of the never-before-seen music videos that the group had produced. In exchange for this, the group demanded that KNEN dedicate a whole ‘prime time’ evening to “Black Phallus”, whether or not the whole of the evening was used by the interview. In addition to this, the group demanded that there be absolutely no censorship of any kind on the interview, nor on the music videos. Further, the group also wanted their own engineers to man studio’s equipment, so that much of the normal KNEN studio crew would not be present. What was more, due to the controversial and inflammatory nature of some of their lyrics and political views, the group insisted on extra security measures, including security control of the studio for members of their own security team. Finally, the group demanded that the interview be conducted by a certain date, due to their tight schedule. This last condition had resulted in Jessica McFarland having only three days to prepare for her interview. Being a hip, edgy, minority-oriented cable news network, KNEN was in a position to satisfy the group’s demands. The major sticking point the network had supposedly had was the censorship issue. To avoid any possible FCC obscenity violations and issues, the network had suggested the idea of the pay-per-view interview with a ‘possible explicit content’ warning that the content may be of a “graphic or sexually explicit nature, and inappropriate for those under eighteen years of age, and some other viewers”.

There was also to be a web simulcast, on a pay-members section of KNEN’s site, and Black Phallus’s website, with the same obscenity warnings. Of course everybody knew that by guaranteeing that the controversial group an uncensored broadcast, KNEN was practically inviting the rap group to perform some kind of outrageous publicity stunt. Even if the avoided FCC fines, they risked millions of dollars worth of lawsuits and sponsor losses. In spite of all this, KNEN had apparently decided that the exclusive interview would be worth the risks involved. So it was that all of the group's conditions were met, and the interview was set up.

At least, this was the official story of how the deal was reached.

The truth was that both Black Phallus’s record label, and KNEN were secretly owned by the same organization, Solomon King’s Ebony & Ivory Enterprises, Inc. To help obscure this connection from the journalistic prowess of certain reporters, the only interview that Black Phallus would be able to do would be on KNEN. E&I secretly owned several businesses, all with one major agenda, the sexual dominance of black men over white women. For the most part, E&I controlled businesses were very subtle in their advancement of the agenda. E&I produced the chemical, “X-serum”, to enhance black men’s physique and sexual power.

E&I also produced the dual-purpose chemical, “Xcite”, to cause an almost uncontrollable sexual arousal in women, and cause impotence among men. The bottled water with which Jessica’s refrigerator was stocked was laced with Xcite, as was Billy’s water. This was standard operational procedure. Over the years E&I had used these chemicals to quietly conquer individual women and even whole businesses, and then use them to produce interracial pornography or other materials to advance E&I’s agenda. For security purposes, none of the apparently ‘legitimate’ businesses that E&I created or controlled could be directly connected to E&I. As a result, E&I businesses operated with thousands of employees, many of whom had no idea who they were really working for, or that they were advancing E&I’s agenda. The only connection between these businesses and E&I was that their topmost executives were all X-serum-enhanced black men, and trusted lieutenants to Solomon King. This way, all of the businesses could be directed for E&I’s collective benefit.

Black Phallus’s record label, IngredientX, fit into E&I’s agenda by releasing sexually explicit rap music, with interracial themes. The plan was that the angry young black males and rebellious white youths that listened to rap music would hear this message over and over through the music, and would be psychologically conditioned to believe every word of it. Black males would become more sexually aggressive, and be encouraged pursue sexual encounters with white women. White males would begin to see black males as sexual superiors, and feel embarrassed about their sexual inadequacies and small penises. White girls who heard the music would begin to see white males as unworthy and black males as the most desirable sexual specimens.

Black Phallus was the anchor of the Ingredient X label. The group was comprised of chemically enhanced black men, part of E&I, who also happened to be talented performers. Every song on their CD, “Only Natural”, was dedicated to promoting the sexual power of black men, and subverting white male sexuality. The philosophy that the group advocated was that black men were the sexual alpha males of the human race. As such, black males had the right to fuck and breed any woman, every woman, they wanted… even married women, and especially white women. What better way to prove their claims than by seducing a beloved, married American icon on television? So it was that Black Phallus’s first exclusive interview would be granted to fellow E&I subsidiary, KNEN, and its star reporter, the beautiful Jessica McFarland!


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"Ms. McFarland?" Sarah Davenport smiled as she poked her head around her boss's open office door; "I have those unedited copies of the “Black Phallus” CD and music videos you wanted to see. Where should I put them?”

Jessica looked up from her young assistant and smiled, mutely saying 'thank you' and pointing to a pile of documents on the left of her desk. Sarah put the material on top of the document stack. Before Sarah left the room Jessica motioned for her to stay.

Sarah Davenport was Jessica's personal assistant. Jessica had personally hired Sarah immediately after getting her job at KNEN. At a glance, Sarah looked a bit bookish or geeky. She was slender, in her mid twenties, with long dark-blonde hair that she usually wore tied back with a large bow or ribbon. She dressed conservatively, wearing dark colors, buttoned-up collars, and a rather unfashionable style of glasses. Although she might have behaved and dressed in conservatively, her beauty and figure were very noticeable to the men around the office. Sarah never gave their attentions a second thought though, as she was very conservative and engaged to be married. She was kind of an innocent, but quite bright, with an excellent disposition and a knack for anticipating Jessica's needs. They had formed a close, sister-like bond in the few months they’d worked together. They were on first name terms, though Sarah thought it important to refer to Jessica as “Ms. McFarland” while they were at work. Anything less might undermine Jessica’s authority, and Sarah was very loyal to Jessica, and wanted to make sure she never harmed Jessica’s career that way. Sarah took a seat and waited attentively while Jessica McFarland continued her telephone conversation.

"Yes... yes that will be fine.” Jessica spoke into the phone, “Just so you understand, I won't be here myself, I'm in a meeting for the rest of the day, but I'm sure Sarah can accommodate you. Okay, that will be fine then. Bye."

Jessica put the receiver down and turned to her lovely young assistant.

“I just wanted to let you know,” Sarah said, “that I’ve taken care of everything else on today's 'to-do' list.”

“Thank you Sarah.” Jessica smiled, “Have you had any luck in your problems with the computer?"

Jessica had been listening to her assistant moaning in frustration for much of the day. It was funny to listen to her. Sarah was a religious girl and never swore. She never used the Lord’s name in vain either. She didn’t even say “Darn” or “Heck”. So, whenever Sarah got angry, she just made incoherent groans, sighs, moans, and grunts of frustration.

"No, not yet.” The pretty blonde assistant smiled weakly. She felt lucky to be an assistant for somebody who was understanding and appreciative of their assistant's problems. “I'm sure I can solve it on my own. I don’t like calling tech support... those big guys messing around under my desk while I’m working makes me uncomfortable. I'll have time to work it while you’re at your meeting... which reminds me... isn't it about time for you to get going?"

Jessica glanced at the clock. "Yes, just about, but before I go I need you to do one more thing for me today.”

“Yes?” Sarah asked.

“You know the interview with Black Phallus is tomorrow night? Some of their representatives are coming by to check out the studio. I need you to show them around. I promised them personal attention by a valued employee, and not some intern."

Sarah paused for a second. "Yes, I can do that.... but... well... do you know who, exactly, will I be dealing with?"

Jessica saw the strained expression on Sarah’s face. "I think it’s just a couple of their producers. Why?"

"I'm sorry Ms. McFarland," Sarah interrupted, "I don't mean to be difficult...it's just...that group. They have a reputation... I’m a little worried about who I’d be meeting with...”

Jessica leaned forward and took her assistant's hand. "You know that this is a very important coup for our network. I need you to support me here Sarah. Put on a brave face, flash them that winning smile of yours, and you'll be fine! Besides, you know how these groups are, it’s probably all just a bunch of shock value hype and image anyway. It's okay, honestly, it will be fine." It was easy for Jessica to say. She hadn’t listened to the CD yet, or seen the videos, and she’d been unable to acquire copies until late in her research.

"I guess so,” Sarah said. “I can’t believe they only gave you two days to do research for this interview though!”

Jessica shrugged, “That’s the way it goes sometimes. Sometimes, when an interview is as big news as this one is, we have to make sacrifices to get the first crack at the story. The group had only had a couple of evenings free to dedicate to this interview, so this is when it has to be! I’m just glad I had two days!”

The story about Black Phallus’s limited availability was a concoction made up by E&I. The real reason that Jessica was being limited to two days of research time was a security precaution. Jessica was a good journalist, and Solomon King wanted to make sure there was little or no chance for her to find a connection between her own employer, and the controversial rap group.

“It’s still not a lot of time,” Sarah added. “Have you listened to any of their so-called music yet?”

“No, I haven’t had time yet.” Jessica responded. “Have you heard anything?”

“Yes, just once. I was with my sister, and we were listening to some MP3s that a friend of hers had given her. One of those... songs...came up. It was obscene! I couldn’t believe it. I mean, what would our father say if he knew she liked music like that?”

Jessica knew that Sarah was very sensitive about vulgarity and sexually explicit material, and had always attributed it to her religious upbringing. But hearing that Sarah’s younger sister grew up in the same household and enjoyed this controversial music genuinely surprised Jessica. “You said that your sister actually liked their music?”

“Yes, she did!” Sarah exclaimed. “She denied it at the time, said that the MP3 was included with the others by mistake, but she called me the other night and told me that she’d heard about this interview and asked me if I could get her and her friend into the studio that night! As if I would be a party to her listening to that filth! Then she begged me! She whined that they were her favorite music group! She actually wanted to meet these disgusting thugs and get their autographs!”

“Oh, I’m so sorry Sarah!” Jessica said, “With all the delicate negotiations around this interview, I doubt we can have a VIP guest in the studio that night. Security is going to be extra tight when these guys are here, and the group will have their own security as well.”

“Oh no, don’t worry about that, I already told her no!” Sarah interrupted. “I know we’re airing their videos during the show and those things are supposedly almost pornographic. I don’t want my sister seeing that filth, or meeting those creeps. I can’t believe she asked me to do that. My parents would never forgive me if I helped expose her to any more of that filth!”

“It’s probably for the best you refused to let her come.” Jessica said. “Did you know that group’s demographic bracket is expanding exponentially to include white females age 18 to 25.”

“Yes, I saw that in the research too!” Sarah huffed. “I can’t believe the garbage that girls her age listen to!”

“I don’t understand it either.” Jessica admitted, “All the research I’ve done so far talks about how explicit their music is, and there are rumors that some of the videos are practically pornographic. I’m not looking forward to reviewing them, but I know the network agreed to air them uncensored.”

“It’s disgusting!” Sarah shook her head. “I can’t believe they agreed to that!”

“That’s not the half of it!” Jessica sighed. “The studio’s agreement with Black Phallus allows for nudity, profanity, and sexual acts during the whole broadcast. In fact, the whole broadcast will be completely uncensored with the exception of the mature content disclaimers and a hand full of commercials, and those are being strictly scheduled. That’s why we have to have it on pay-per-view and a webcast. The network makes no guarantee of the nature of the broadcast’s contents. Anything and everything that happens on camera during the interview will be aired!”

“But...” Sarah said...”what if they try something? The research I gave you said they like to stage publicity stunts. They expose themselves at concerts... sometimes they bring women from the audience up on stage and... and...”

“I know,” Jessica interrupted, “I know. The network warned me that they might try and pull something. In fact the network is counting on it. They’re even airing disclaimers in the pay-per-view ads. It's all about sensationalism. An uncensored television broadcast would give these guys the perfect opportunity to stage a very visible stunt. The bosses assured me that I won’t be in any real danger, so they asked me to play along for as long as I could."

Like the reports about Black Phallus’s limited availability, the reports about their demands for uncensored airtime was also a cover story. Solomon King was the one who wanted the uncensored broadcast. It was E&I that decided on the pay-per-view television format and the web simulcast. Such broadcasts, with strong disclaimers, would allow them to broadcast sexually explicit music videos, free of FCC intervention. Of course, it would allow them to broadcast any sexually explicit content... not just from the music videos, but also anything that might transpire in the news studio. Even if the FCC did get involved, any fine they levied would easily be paid by video sales of that very broadcast!

“And you’re okay with this?” Sarah asked incredulously. "Aren’t you worried? What will you do if they... you know?"

“Not really,” Jessica drew a deep breath. The truth was, she was a little worried, but was forcing herself to remain calm. “But I’m a professional journalist, but these guys are getting to be a BIG, and landing the first IN-DEPTH interview with them is a HUGE opportunity, for all of us! An interview with a group this controversial could really put us on the map! Don't worry, I’m KNEN’s star reporter, the network is not about to let me come to any harm!"

"I hope you’re right. Still... after all you’ve told me, I’m really relieved that Becky won’t be there!”

“Your parents and little sister are lucky that you’re so good at looking out for her.” Jessica smiled. She suddenly noticed something glittering on Sarah’s finger. "Oh! I is that your engagement ring? I’ve been dying to see it ever since you told me!”

“Yes!” Sarah beamed, happy to change the subject from those awful black rappers to her recent engagement. “I finally got it back from the jewelers. It took them forever to fit the ring to my finger!”

"It’s so beautiful!" Jessica gasped, studying the ring. It was not a typical engagement band. It was a stunning family heirloom in gold, platinum, and diamonds. The platinum band was etched and inlaid with a delicate gold pattern. This delicate pattern had been the cause of the ring's lengthy fitting adjustment. "How long did you say it had been in Brad’s family?”

"He said about a hundred and fifty years!" Sarah exclaimed excitedly. "He was going to wait until the wedding to present it to me, but he said he was just that certain that I was the one! It’s so gorgeous! I’m never ever going to take it off!"

"He must love you very much!" Jessica grinned. She was so happy for her assistant. It was so nice to see a sweet girl so in love with a nice man. “I’m sure you’ll be very happy together!”

“I hope so.” smiled Sarah, “I love Brad. I hope I can make him happy. He’s been so patient with me... with my beliefs I mean.”

Sarah didn’t believe in pre-marital sex, and Brad had very patiently respected her beliefs. Sarah and Brad had been dating for four years, since college. The one and only time that Sarah had ever considered letting Brad take her virginity was the night he proposed... and even then she decided against it. Brad had to settle for a hand-job instead. She’d given him a few more hand-jobs since their engagement, but she never went any farther than that. She never felt the urge to do so... until recently.

Recently the natural sexual urges that she’d so easily suppressed since her teen years had grown incredibly strong. She didn’t fully understand why, and could only imagine that it was because she truly loved Brad, and was anxious to give herself to him. Sarah counted herself lucky that he’d had to go on a business trip to Europe for a few months. She would have hated to give in to her urges so close to her wedding day! Still, Sarah’s desperate horniness had only gotten worse since Brad’s departure two months ago... and it would be another two months before he returned! Every night she went to sleep thinking about her wedding night. What she would do to him... what he would do to her... what they would do...together.

“It’s been difficult for me sometimes...especially lately,” Sarah continued her mind wandering to her recent desires and recently frequent thoughts of sex. “But as hard as it is for me, it must be worse for Brad. As difficult as it is to follow them sometimes, these are my beliefs. I mean, believe that my body is a temple, and that my virginity is a gift to precious to be given away before marriage. I’m not having sex before marriage because I believe its wrong. The only reason Brad’s not having sex before marriage is because I refuse him. I won’t have sex... and he can’t because I can’t. It must be really difficult for him. But he’s going to be so thrilled that we waited!”

Jessica was barely listening to Sarah’s. She was gathering some documents for her meeting.

“I know how he feels! I’m in the same boat right now with Billy.” Jessica absent-mindedly responded, reflecting on her husband’s impotence.

“What?” Sarah turned to her boss, furrowing her brow in confusion. “What did you say?”

Jessica realized too late what she had said. She couldn’t believe she’d been that careless! Billy would be humiliated if he knew that she’d told anybody about his recent ‘problems’. No matter how frustrating her husband’s impotence had become, she shouldn’t be mentioning it to her young secretary!

“Oh,” Jessica blurted, quickly trying to cover her indiscretion. “Nothing! I shouldn’t have said anything.”

“Is something wrong?” Sarah asked, innocently. She had no clue why Jessica had suddenly become so flustered.

“I’m sorry Sarah,” Jessica said, grabbing up her briefcase. “I’d like to continue our chat, but I’m going to be late for that meeting.”

“Maybe we can talk afterwards...” Sarah suggested.

“Actually,” Jessica said, “the meeting could run a little long. I might not even be back in the office today.” There was no way Jessica wanted to continue the conversation. She didn’t want to risk re-opening the subject she had barely closed. Billy’s impotence had become a source of creeping and intense frustration for Jessica. She had just avoided letting the secret slip. She wasn’t about to take that risk again.

“Okay,” Sarah shrugged. “I guess I’ll just go back to working on that computer problem then. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Jessica approached the door, but briefly turned back to her assistant. “Sarah, I know you’re concerned about those guys from Onyx Records coming tonight. Don’t worry about it. Just behave professionally, and I’m sure they’ll behave and treat you appropriately. If they don’t let me know! Answer any questions they have, help them out anyway you can, and lock up afterwards. Okay?”

Sarah smiled brightly. “Thanks Mrs. McFarland... Jessica! I’m sure it’ll be okay.”

With that Jessica was out the door and on her way to her meeting.

Sarah really looked up to Jessica. The two of them had grown quite close, working together in their few months and long hours at KNEN. Jessica was a mentor to Sarah. Sarah looked up to Jessica, hoping that one day, she might be able to anchor a news program, and just like Jessica did! Jessica had a great career, and a great marriage…

Of course... things weren’t quite as they seemed. Thanks to Billy’s impotence, Jessica was just as sexually frustrated as her virginal assistant, Sarah. And none of them knew that all of these problems were caused by the same thing... The bottled water they drank every day, supplied by KNEN, was tainted with Xcite.

*******************

Sarah was in her small office, adjacent to Jessica’s, running diagnostic programs on her computer for much of the day. Nothing she tried seemed to work, and she was becoming increasingly frustrated. She was still groaning at her computer when there was a knock at her door.

Sarah opened the door to find two very large, very muscular, very black gentlemen towering in front of her. One wore a black suit, the other was wearing a silky black shirt and baggy pants outfit, almost like pajamas. He also wore a pair of mirror-finish-sunglasses and a strange chain necklace made up of delicate, somewhat asymmetrical links. As intimidating as they were, Sarah couldn’t help but find both of the men very handsome. In addition to their height, the men were both very muscular. Their skin was

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The Worlds First Futa 05 Futas Public Delight 3 Futas First Naughty Live Interview

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The Interview

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The Interview

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Support Interview

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Sex Adventures Of HR Trainer 8211 Interview

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Lisas Interview

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Debbies Job Interview

Debbie's job interview.  Part (1/?) (F, bond, light)By Molly SCopyright (c) Molly S.  This story may be distributedso long as no charge is made and the text remainsunaltered.  For any other use [email protected] welcome, let me know if you want more!=======================================================    F, bond, light    It contains material that some people may find    offensive.    This work is a piece of fiction.  The author    does not condone any of the actions...

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Slut wife the interview

Please read the first 2 "slut wife" stories before this 1.As Sarah shut down the laptop she felt another glib of cum trickle down her face, she knew she must look a cum covered mess so she stood up to check herself out in the dining room mirror. What she saw amazed her. Her once clean and beautiful wedding dress was now crumpled and had obvious stains where cum had been sprayed over it, mainly over the chest area. Her makeup was smeared and as cum trickled through it made it stain her face even...

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Slut wife The interview

Please read the first 2 "slut wife" stories before this 1. As Sarah shut down the laptop she felt another glob of cum trickle down her face, she knew she must look a cum covered mess so she stood up to check herself out in the dining room mirror. What she saw amazed her. Her once clean and beautiful wedding dress was now crumpled and had obvious stains where cum had been sprayed over it, mainly over the chest area. Her makeup was smeared and as cum trickled through it made it stain her face...

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My First Job 8211 The Interview

By : Beast Of The Fall Hi all, This is my first story here and I’d really appreciate some feedback. First up, some introductions – I’m Rahul X and I’m from, well, India (let’s not stereotype ourselves, shall we?). The following story is a true account, but the names of the characters have been fictionalized to protect their identities. This was narrated to me by a very special friend and I’m going to tell it in her own words. Now, let’s get on with the story. My name is Rashmi. I am from a...

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The Interview

He sat bored at his desk, damn being in early for interviews. He hated having to wear a tie, especially so early in the morning.He picked up the resume and scanned it. This candidate was meeting most of what he needed and the phone interview was great, in fact the memory of her voice made him twinge a little in his suit pants, it had taken all of his concentration to keep that interview on track and the HR officer not being able to see his massive hard on.Standing and putting on his jacket he...

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The Chauffeur1the Interview

BY: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2018 CHAPTER 1 I never thought that at 40 I would be divorced. I have a great son, that I don’t get much time to see. I have the usual bills like mortgage, car payment, and now, child support. Somehow, it just doesn’t seem fair that the innocent party in a divorce gets raked over the coals by family court. I have no objection paying child support. However, in my state men almost always lose. To keep up my bills, I was forced to look for a part time job. I work...

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The Interview

Liza sat in a leather chair in the reception area. There was no one else in the room so she looked around at the small cozy spot. There were large comfortable chairs on two sides of the room with large greenery in the corners. She knew it would be a matter of minutes before she began her call-back interview.She was slightly more nervous than when she had her first interview. When she had arrived the first time for the personal assistant position there had been several other women also waiting...

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I had been working as a top executive for a start up Internet Company. When the market fell, we were unable to raise capital. We found ourselves having to dissolve our enterprise. We were deep in debt and without jobs. Though holding an MBA from the University of Chicago, I found myself in the lines of the unemployed, over qualified and not marketable. After a year of resume rejection and with my unemployment benefits running out, I became desperate. I needed work.It was when I was at my lowest...

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The Interview

The interview was going well.The questions had all been handled very well. The interview panel had nodded in all the right places, all her right answers.Apart from a few glances down to her extremely short skirt (Jo did feel like maybe her stocking tops were maybe just visible beneath the hemline of that skirt…) everything was just fine."So, all that leaves me to ask is… er, can we see those tits?” The interviewer calmly stated.She was slightly taken aback. Did she hear that correctly?“Yes. We...

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The Interview

The Interview I was a bit of a geek in High School. Sure, I was a cheerleader, but I loved my classes too. Especially math. When it was time to go to college, I decided I wanted to teach math. In spite of my roommate and her turning me into a slut in college, I still graduated with decent grades. Now it was time to put my college life as a slut behind me. The problem was, in Texas funding for schools had been cut the month before I graduated. Teachers were being laid off all across the state. I...

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The Interview

Leah was desperate for a job and had been applying all over for everything from sales to PA. After countless rejections, she opened her email to find an invite to an interview for a PA to a Director vacancy, one she had applied for but a week earlier. She opened it and took the details then replied to confirm her attendance. On the day of the interview and keen to impress, Leah dressed powerfully in her best suit which accentuated her ample bosom from the silky smooth lines of her long slender...

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The Interview I was a bit of a geek in High School. Sure, I was a cheerleader, but I loved my classes too. Especially math. When it was time to go to college, I decided I wanted to teach math. In spite of my roommate and her turning me into a slut in college, I still graduated with decent grades. Now it was time to put my college life as a slut behind me. The problem was, in Texas funding for schools had been cut the month before I graduated. Teachers were being laid off all across the state. I...

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BBC Interview

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The Interview

Leah was desperate for a job and had been applying all over for everything from sales to PA. After countless rejections, she opened her email to find an invite to an interview for a PA to a Director vacancy; one she had applied for but a week earlier.She opened it and took the details then replied to confirm her attendance. On the day of the interview and keen to impress, Leah dressed powerfully in her best suit which accentuated her ample bosom from the silky smooth lines of her long slender...

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