Amanda's Fourth Pick

"Well, I know you think I pick too many black guys, cucky," Amanda said as you gave her a pedicure. "So I found a white guy this time."

"Oh?" you asked. She showed you a picture of a guy with close cropped blonde hair. He was covered in tattoos. He had what you expected to see between his legs.

"He just got out of prison last week," Amanda said. "Isn't he perfect?"

Your stomach sank even further.