Erika tells her tale

The gunman turned his attention to Erika. "How about you, blondie?"

"I'm just a girl from South Africa so I'm not afraid of Blacks because of where I grew up," Erika explained in her clipped accent, standing in front of them stark naked having been **** to strip at gunpoint. "I feel guilty because I know it's apartheid and mistreatment that makes Blacks not responsible for how they act and what they do, but my racist parents wouldn't trust them around their little blonde girl, and so now that I'm old enough they sent me to a girls school over here in the States." She took a deep breath, wondering if she she had said enough, or if she would be **** to beg for breeding too.

"So how did you feel when the janitor made you his little cocksucker?" the gunman asked. "How do you feel about standing here naked in front of us?"

Erika looked at Kaylee, then looked straight into the camera. "Like a slut," she replied, before cautiously offering, "It's... it's a thrill?"

"You ever had a Black cock stuffed inside you?" asked the cameraman.

"No!" Erika answered quickly, then modifying to "Not yet." She confided that she had a boyfriend back in South Africa named Jason Gedrick, who was the captain of the soccer team at their all-white school in Capetown. He was very handsome and popular, but kept trying to pressure Erika to give him her virginity, and when he tried to **** himself onto her and she resisted him, silenced her by spreading the rumor that she wanted to "go black" instead, which destroyed her reputation and quickly got back to her parents and got her transferred out of school, and the whole country to the relative safety of a girl's school in the USA. After that betrayal by her boyfriend and her parents, Erika harbored more hate for the whites than Blacks, and fantasized how fitting it would be to prove Jason right.

Kaylee stood there listening intently, realizing that she had lived a sheltered life, and sad at how prejudice had so damaged her friend's life. She reached out to Erika, and took her into her arms, hugging her tight against her, their naked breasts mashing into each other. Then it happened. Erika brushed the hair from Kaylee's eyes and kissed her passionately, full on the lips.

Kaylee didn't let go of Erika. She stood there both stunned and confused at the same time. She felt Erika's desire for her, and she knew somewhere deep in her heart, she now felt the same desire, though she didn't understand exactly why. "I-I think I love you, Erika."

They kissed again and again, their kisses deepening more each time.

"Now that's what I'm talkin' about" said the cameraman. "A real Kodak moment."