I guess before this story continues any further I should tell you that it is being written by me, Lisa. Yes, Lisa from the story. It is being written in the hope that it might save one or some white women out there who are thinking about having sex with a black man.
It is my hope that this story might sway her and keep her from doing it. It will be made available so that they will know how it is to go that way and understand what will happen to them. I say to you, "Avoid it whatever you do. Don't let what happen to me happen to you." It is being written with a hope it's not to late for you.
I started to write this when I found out I had lost my husband and children and everything I hold dear to my heart. And then when I heard that Molly had died a terrible death I knew I couldn't go on like I am. Now as I travel from state to state and city to city. I realized fully what they did to my life, and my entire family. I record my ideas and memories at night while I wait. Most of the time I type these recording up as I sits in my hotel room with my laptop. I dream about the thing what could have been and I realize someone has to stop this pain in many other young women and me.
It's written from the best of my recollection of those days with the HRL people and their organization. However, with the drugs that were involved with the sex I received, I can't be sure I remember everything that happened. It was recorded from my time in school teaching and then at the HTL in New Orleans. It ends with; well you'll have to read the rest to find out. It is written as a story but a non-fictional story.
It is my hope that it might help to explain to other women how I was sucked into Jerome's power play and explains how I was duped blackmailed and raped as I was drawn further and further into the black underworld of sex.
Sex with another race always creates problems. We are all too different. But, it seems that black men go out of there way these days to seek out the weakest of the white women and use them as trophies and prizes if they can fuck them.
The problem begins once a white woman has a reputation for fucking a black. Then they trade or tire of us they give us to their friends to fuck. The sex act is shared more with the blacks than whites. They love to gang bang white women.
I continued to do it with them to try and save my family from knowing. I did it until I just couldn't take it any longer. But before I do what has to be done now, I have to finish the story.
Part # 3
When Lisa got to class there was a large table with food and drink available for breakfast. She saw her friend Molly and they both hugged and sat next to each other while they ate. Of course there was a lot of water and other juices available to the women just like everyday and everywhere. They drank a great deal since everyone seemed to be terribly thirsty all the time. They each had a bottle of water given to them and there was another larger one on the table.
The class started out by the instructor informing the women that they would have a new partner for tonight when they went back to their rooms after class. He didn't know who it was only that it would someone new. He than asked if there were questions and if not he would begin in 5 minutes. Lisa and Molly got some food and took this time to talk.
Lisa didn't believe her friend when Molly told her about what happened to her last night. Molly told Lisa 3 black men all with at least 7 or 8-inch thick cocks had raped her. She said well that it wasn't really rape I guess. I mean I wanted it as bad as the men. In fact, you won't believe this Lisa but I put the first guy inside me. The she told Lisa she was so sore and stretched so wide that her poor husband would fall out of her now. They were almost laughing at that statement one-second and the next they were about to cry.
Their emotions as well as the other women were swinging from one end of the spectrum to the other. They both took a large drink of coffee and then some water. Jerome had seen to it that the sex drug he had gotten from Africa was in all the drinks and food served to the women.
Lisa told Molly she was sore as hell too between her legs too and that she felt like a freight train had hit her from what she did last night. She told Molly she had only one man. But he had a huge cock 11-inches at east and his name was Lee. They had done it 4 times, maybe more, she wasn't really sure. Every muscle and bone in her beautiful body hurt and ached with the strain of the sex she had last night with him. But she also felt very satisfied right now..
When they had finished talking, they both realized what had happened to them and that they had actually enjoyed it very much. They also remembered that tonight there would be someone different for them. While they still couldn't believe it they had been the ones to start the sex. The men of course went along with it but it was the women in every case who made the first move and actually wanted them men to fuck them. Lisa said, "Yes Molly, I put Lee's cock in my pussy and hen he started fucking me like I have never been fucked before."
Molly told Lisa she had fucked one man while another one had her suck him off and she let him cum in her mouth. "I don't know what came over me but I wanted and needed to fuck so bad last night. I couldn't get enough!" she said.
All the women agreed and told each other what they had done last night. They all felt the same thing as Lisa and Molly! They were the aggressors.
Lisa said, "What will our husbands say if they ever found out?"
The women all agreed that their husbands should never find out! Then Molly came closer and whispered to Lisa, "Have you ever been sand witched between two men Lisa?"