A visit to the food court

It was a thrill for Madeline to have Rodney's attention and interest; she was arguably the prettiest girl in high school and had never lacked male attention, but the boys there gave her a sort of fawning deference that was flattering without being very attractive. But Mr. Dexler was a powerful middle-aged man, her own father's boss, and had an easy and confident charm. She had never encountered such bold, aggressive sexuality, and their already adult relationship (including virtual nudity!) had the teenage cheerleader feeling like a grown-up for the first time.

Madeline's phone indicated a text message had arrived, and she saw it was from 'SxxyLilLexxi': "OMGfoodcourtNOW." She figured it must be important since Alexis already knew she was on a spending date with her new black sugar daddy. "Let's go to the food court for a sec," she proposed, and he put a powerful ebony arm over one of her shoulders and reached diagonally across her back to rest his hand on her far buttock as they started to walk.

This was not a mixed-race town and Madeline felt very aware of the attention their mismatched coupling drew as they slowly walked across the mall, a blonde girl in the arm of a black man about twice her size and at least twice her age. Some people (mostly older) glared with disapproval and some people (mostly younger) looked more curious. She recognized some white boys from school who acted like they were witnessing an alien landing and were soon recording her on their cell phones from a short distance away. She felt like her face was going red but she tried breathing deeply to stay calm.

"Shoulders back, chest out," Rodney quietly instructed his suddenly uncertain date, and the girl obediently straightened. "Jealous little twerps think your gonna waste your virginity on a puny white dick, but you're going bigger and blacker than what they could offer you." Madeline's green eyes and mouth opened wide in shock as she glanced at them, certain they were close enough to record his comment. "But to be honest, they'd be satisfied to just get hold of the video of what we did last night."

"Is there video?" came Madeline's choked reply as Rodney gave the boys a stern scowl that told them the invasion of privacy was over as they turned a corner and went into the jewelry store. The boys melted away, already sharing their discovery along the wireless waves.

When they finally arrived at the cluster of terrible little restaurants gathered around a sea of plastic tables, Madeline quickly noticed Alexis Carlson seated in a quiet quadrant but actively talking to a couple of black guys, one sitting in a chair right next to her and the other sort of hovering above the table and holding something at shoulder level over the two seated. The seated man was to Lexi's side, one hand rested on her leg and the other seeming to be up under the hem of her bright yellow sundress! As for the other man, now Madeline could see he had some kind of camera and was filming the interaction from an angle that really captured the white girl's cleavage. Alexis looked uncomfortable to be receiving such attention from these black men.