Porno movie!

"I find it a little bit, uh, disturbing..." I begin, "when I find that the babysitter I've hired has been rummaging around in my working-room..."

"What...?!" Mikaela says, looking a bit shocked. "What makes you think I've done something like that?!"

"Because that's where I keep my porn stash," I reply, trying to sound calm and reasonable.

"What... how...?" the blonde stutters, red-faced and staring up at me. She flinches when I move, then relaxes momentarily when I walk past her and back into the living room. Mikaela fidgets as she tags along behind me, likely seeking a way out of this situation now that I approach the table next to the couch and pull away some papers to reveal the empty casing of a porno movie. Her pale face is a deep red, but her greenish-blue eyes glare up at me. "How did you know?" she whispers.

"Maybe I heard some strange noises when I opened the door," I tell her, enjoying the expression of panic and embarrassment on her pretty white face. "Maybe you turned off the TV a little too quickly when I returned. You neglected to turn off the DVD, so I could assume you were watching a movie; there was no casing around, so you must have hidden it, and the papers that were supposed to be in my working-room suggests to me an intention to conceal and an opportunity to find my pornography collection."

"So you chose to be the detective, Mr Cox," Mikaela sneers with a slow (still red-faced) nod. "The classy move would have been to let it slide, at least give me a chance to put the DVD back where I found it, but maybe you aren't thinking clearly at the moment." At this she raises her eyebrows and glances down at the engorged phallus currently straining against my sweatpants, eager to break free and defile this cute little blonde teenager.

"I prefer to sort these sorts of things out right away," I rationalize, "find out what kind of stranger I've let into my home." I raise the casing I'm holding in my hand, and for the second time a hint of movement provokes Mikaela to flinch and take a step back which causes the nervous little blonde to lose her balance and fall onto the couch. I can see her greenish-blue eyes widen when she notices my big black cock now only several inches from her face.

'What a fucking racist,' I think, as if me pulling my African fuckspear out of its polyester sheath and plunging it into her stupid European face was the worse possible thing that could happen to her tonight. I decide to keep her right where I have her. "I understand, you didn't get to finish the movie and want to see what happens!" I realize I don't even know what she was watching, so I turn the casing over and look at the front of the box.