“Alright,” Mrs. Carpenter says. “I will expose myself to this little ‘theory’ of yours. But if I find it unsatisfactory, the white girl Wednesdays are over.”
“You will not regret it, Ma’m.” Sally says.
The female member of The Mandatory Diversity Committee then looks over to Michael and says, “I take it you’ll take care of this, Mike?”
Michael nods, then Eve and Sally leave to president’s office.
Eve and Sally wait in the hall. Seconds seem to last like minutes.
“You think it’s working?” Eve asks Sally.
“Relax, Michael is black, it’ll work.” Sally confidently says.
“How can you say that with such certainty?” Eve asks.
“Because,” Sally explains. “Women like big dicks, and black men are naturally gifted in that department.”
Eve sighs. She has heard the stories, but that’s just what they are, right? Simple stories. It’s not like all black men have huge dicks, there’s going to be a few with small dicks, right?
Suddenly a faint moaning is being heard through the door to the president’s office.
“Told you.” Sally smiles at Eve. “It’s working.”
The moans from the president’s office jumpstart Eve’s imaginations. They cause her to create images in her mind of Mrs. Carpenter bend over her desk while taking Michael’s black dick from behind.
Eve clenches her legs together. Part of her wants to see it, the other part knows she shouldn’t.
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