Julia Black's Out

An interracial tale

Chapter 1 by Ddust Ddust

"Mom! I'm going out!" Julia said into the intercom near the front door.

"Okay honey have fun. Call me if you need anything. " came back her mother's response.

It was slightly slurred.

"Bitch probably took too many OxyContin again..." Julia muttered observing her face in the mirror.

She smiled at what she saw, she always did. She was a shining example of the preppy and privileged white sorority girl. Her hair was golden blonde and hung down to her mid back. She was incredibly petite, barely 5'6 and 120lbs. Both her chest and her ass were flat, something she had been working on fixing through plastic surgery, pending her father's approval. He hadn't said so much but she was fairly sure it was her birthday gift this year. He'd already given her a Range Rover as an EARLY birthday gift but she deserved it.

The Black's were Florida royalty. Their house was so big each room needed an intercom, the Black's could not be bothered walking across the estate just to talk to one of their family after all.

Julia checked herself one last time. Tight blue polo shirt, yellow tennis style skirt, designer sandals....check check check. Even if you were going to meet a shady character for a deal you should STILL look your best.

She examined her make up one last time, though she didn't wear much. A light lip stick and some subtle highlights to emphasize her smooth pale skin and she was done.

Hopping into her brand new champagne colored Range Rover Julia popped in the coordinates into the GPS and was surprised the onboard guidance didn't ask "are you sure?" It was a particularly nasty part of town after all.

During her initial semester of Freshman year of college Julia had been introduced to the delights of recreational use and she bad quickly become what her friends considered a bottomless pit of narcotics. Weed, coke, molly, pills, LSD. She experimented and indulged in them all, though none were quite as habit forming as her love for cocaine. Home from school she found she lacked the access she did at her dorm.

So after speaking to a friend of a friend she was given Isaac's number. They'd texted back and forth a bit deciding what and how much she needed before deciding to meet up at his motel room, or as he called his "office. " Though he told her it was safe it was still one of the poorest and most dangerous neighborhoods in Florida.

Though a bit nervous Julia was quite sure nothing could go wrong. Once they found out who she was no one would give her a hard time and besides what was she going to do, wait eight more weeks to get her fix?

The motel parking lot was mostly empty and she could see why. It was filthy and probably should have been condemned. The office looked closed save for a broken down prostitute half passed out in front of the door.

Julia grabbed her purse and hopped out of the car confidently walking up the stairs towards room 202 until she saw her way blocked.

Three black thugs were posted at the top of the stairs. Two of them looked to be Julia's age, around 18. The third was old enough to be her father. Their conversation stopped immediately and they all turned to her at the same time.

"Welllll look at the piece of candy we got here boys..." Said the oldest one.

Julia did not like the way they looked at her, not in the least. She was used to being ogled by men, but these three who were obviously beneath her leering at her so. The nerve they had!

She continued up the stairs intent on ignoring them until they grabbed her. One of the younger ones stood in front of her while the other grabbed her shoulders from behind.

"Easy there white girl," the older one said, his gaze a mixture of lust and hate, "Your daddy don't own this place, it belong to me and mine. Don't think you can just walk up here like your shit don't stink. What's a little piece of pale ass like you coming down my way?"

What does Julia do?

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