Jack

You stand outside the farmstead to greet your new arrival. To your left, your loyal wife, Kate. To your right, your two pretty, intelligent daughters, just back from college for the summer. You feel a tension in the air as Tyrone emerges from the car: not only is he 6'5 and 200lbs of pure muscle, he's the only black man for 100 miles. Instinctively you hold your girls tighter as the newcomer looks them up and down. Peering at your daughter Jenny, you're alarmed to notice she's staring, goggle eyed at the black man's crotch.

"Hey ladies." he drawls "And i guess you're Jack." He hands you his suitcase.