Using Lexi as bait

Ben made his way to the ballroom entrance where he greeted his blonde-haired, blue-eyed daughter, Alexis. Peter immediately recognized her, as she and Maddie had been best friends since they were in Girl Guides together. Lexi looked a little nervous and out of place, and in a tight vest and pleated skirt looked good but was dressed casually compared to Maddie and Gwen. Ben exchanged a few words with his **** seeming daughter, took her by the hand and led her across the room to the head table.

Sam's attention had been focused on how Rodney Dexler clenched his daughter Gwen's arm while he talked to her, motioning with his head at a couple of black strangers dressed in tracksuits who flanked her on either side, standing very close, one rubbing his crotch and one with his hand on her hip. Gwen looked up at her boss, nodding along with his instructions.

Ben Carlson stepped forward and interrupted, presenting Lexi to Dexler for his inspection. Gwen seemed momentarily relieved, only to be led by her new acquaintances to sit between them at one end of the table. As for Madeline, Dwayne felt comfortable enough to put his arm around the busty blonde and escort her to the other end of the table where he sat her on his lap.

"Well, I guess this will at least get me that sale," Peter rationalized as he watched his burly negro client coax a kiss out of his innocent daughter. Rodney made his way to the seat at the center of the table, Lexi hanging submissively from his arm, while her father turned and walked back toward the other fathers with a triumphant smirk on his face.

"Rodney thinks I've given Lexi permission to go black," Ben declared. "Of course Lexi doesn't want to. The primitive negro mind can't strategize beyond defiling pretty white girls like our daughters, so once she objects he can be arrested for trying to **** her. Then I don't have to worry about these apes anymore, they go to jail and I'll finally get the promotion I deserve."

"Heck of an idea, as long as she don't like that black cock more than you do," Sam observed as one of Gwen's new friends distributed pills for the innocent daughters to consume. "Seems these girls are going black, even if your plan works." The fathers exchanged looks, complicated by guilt, envy and old fashioned racism, but any ride to the rescue was interrupted by wait staff.

"You sit down and don't move," a scowling black waiter instructed them. "We beginning the food service and you can't be wandering around the room and bothering the other guests." With a last menacing look, he went over and said something to Rodney, who looked in their direction and laughed. The white girls smiled submissively as their new black masters.