Not a White in Sight

If LaDonna had wanted to isolate her, she'd done a good job. As far as she could tell, Elizabeth was not only the only white woman on the block. She was the only white woman in the entire neighborhood. And if she got on the bus, it felt like it took twenty stops before she was in any area that was even mixed.

And with the passage of time, she stopped trying even that. Soon enough, she was adjusting to the new norm -- Black culture, Black friends, Black food, Black entertainment. The new norm was replacing the lily white life she'd formerly enjoyed. And the primary entertainment, especially as the months turned cold, was LaDonna's juicy Black pussy and big Black ass.