The Church Conference

Ebenezer petted Emily, keeping her tranquil and spacey. She was functionally a bimbo -- she no longer had much use in the field of employment. But she could suck a mean cock, and quote Malcolm X and MLK and a dozen other Black leaders on command.

The other church leaders, Black and white, watched with a mixture of bemusement and consternation as the pretty white blonde, freed of her bitchiness, did whatever Ebenezer commanded, from fetching a pen to refilling his water. It was a shame, Ebenezer thought, that this racial reprogramming couldn't be patented. Every Black man needed a white bitch drained of her distaste for mankind and replaced with a healthy belief in Black supremacy.