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Marie had known James for almost a year. There are folks in this small suburban town in Arkansas who gave her the look, because she treated James same as she would with any of the young white males around. James was black. Marie was the daughter of an upright, white, and church going family who ran the farm in rural Arkansas. That did not bother her. She did not care for all their snide whisperings or her own parents’ unspoken disapproval. James had come into her life when her daddy took him into employment. James was a sight to behold, standing almost 6 feet 4 with rippling muscles and light ebony complexion. He reminded her of a young Cassius Clay. At first, Marie did not see him any different than other employees on the farm. But James was different from the rest. He was always clean and fresh looking, even when he was covered with sweat when loading the bales of hay onto the trucks. He did not speak unnecessarily unless spoken to, not like most of the farmhands who usually steal a sly look at Marie whenever she was around them. As months went by, she got to notice James and was taken by his quiet demeanor. He was always very polite, and addressed Marie as ‘ma’am’ during conversation. She chided him and told him to call her by name. Marie never harbored any racial divide as many in this parts still do. Discrimination still ran deep but in subtle forms. She was in her senior year and frequently visited home during semester breaks. Marie had a boyfriend, Ron, at university. They were an item and he had spent time on the farm occasionally. Like any young couple they had engaged in close sexual proximity, but never going all the way. It happened once in the privacy of his dormitory. After engaging in heavy petting, in the throes of foreplay, he had unbuttoned her blouse and slipped off my bra. Ron was the only male who ever kissed and sucked her firm coned shaped breasts. He had managed to strip off her panties. When she felt the head Ankara escort of his penis at the entrance of her still virgin vagina, she panicked and stopped him from going further. Both were not on any birth control and she had the presence of mind to realize she could end up being impregnated. Marie knew that Ron was devastated. She too, needed fulfillment. Looking up at him as he knelt before her, his solid penis raging, she pulled him close. Marie was not naïve. Among her girlfriends, they had talked and laughed about making out. And she had seen those adult magazines. She stared at Ron’s pulsating penis and saw the liquid dripping out. Ron moved closer and his hand was on her pubic hair. His fingers rubbed her protruding clit. The sensation was so good. Just as she had seen in those girlie magazines, Marie opened her lips and closed onto his penis. It was a shock to her system when Ron groaned and erupted. It was also her first time taking a man’s ejaculation in her mouth. Ron’s cum tasted terrible as he kept spurting onto her tongue. She gagged and his baby making cream seeped out of her mouth. She spluttered and pushed him away. All sensations of pleasure diminished and she rushed to the bathroom to spit out his nauseous male seed. She kept gurgling down the tap water to wash away what Ron had deposited in her mouth. She looked in the mirror and saw streaks of his cum splattered on her cheeks and forehead. She felt disgusted. When she came out, Ron was still kneeling on the mattress and looking at with unabated desire. She quickly dressed and left his room. Since that day, their relationship cooled. Although he tried to be close to her, she dread what had happened between them. She did not want to go through it again. Ron gradually had a new girlfriend but Marie and him still remained friends. The experience with Ron put her off having close relationships with boys. Ever since knowing James, Ankara escort bayan she felt save with him. Marie knew he would never take advantage of her. Her parents noticed that Ron did not come around lately. Marie did not seem to have any boyfriends and sometimes such conversation came up during her visits home. She told them she wanted to concentrate on her studies until graduation. Marie was Mr and Mrs Armstrong only child. The farm was quite a huge spread and the main house stood on a hillock. The workers quarters were about half a mile down the road. On that late November evening, her parents left for her father’s brother funeral and would be away for 4 days. She received her dad’s telephone call over the weekend to inform her of the sad news. Marie consoled him and said that she would be home on the evening train, the day they were leaving. The foreman would be running the daily chores while she would look after the house. When she arrived at the train station, Marie saw that James was waiting for her in the pickup. “Sorry to hear about your uncle,” James said, as he loaded her luggage. “Uncle Sam was not well for awhile now, cancer is so unpredictable,” Marie replied. “Anyway, thanks for meeting me,” she smiled at him. As he drove for home, the twilight sky was flashing with intermittent lightning in the bleak Arkansas night. “It’s going to rain,” James said. “Bad weather is predicted for the week.” They moved along the almost deserted highway in silence. Marie turned slightly to look at James. In the fading light, she saw the silhouette of this big, light ebony skinned and handsome young man. She had come to know and liked him. He never turned to look at her and she had the comforting feeling of being completely save sitting beside him. A flash of light brightens the sky followed by a burst of deafening thunder. Instinctively she reached out and held his arm. Another roar followed Escort Ankara and she dipped her head against his upper arm. “It’s ok, that’s only thunder,” he said quietly. Marie had never touched a black man before. Strangely, her heart was pounding rapidly. She wanted to release his arm but something in her made her hold on. She had heard people saying that blacks emit unpleasant body odor but James smelt manly and sweet. Marie did not know what came over her. Her hand reached out and touched the back of his neck. James stiffened momentarily. “Please don’t,” he said softly. “Is it because I am white, or is it because I am my father’s daughter?” Marie replied, as she gently stroked the hair at the back of his neck. Not in her wildest imagination did she ever imagine she had the nerve of doing that. “No,” he said. “I worship the ground you walk on. You treat me no different from another human being. And I respect your parents,” he ended. His words only filled her with what she had felt all this while whenever around him. It hit her with such force that she reached up and kissed his cheek. “Dammit, don’t do that Marie, please,” he said, pulling his head away from her. Marie was hurt and confused. She moved to the far end of the seat. Unable to control herself, she started to cry, humiliated by James reaction. The sky opened and the rain beat down. The weather turned horrendous and James had to concentrate on the road until they reached the sanctuary of the porch of the house. Not a word was spoken between them. In her cluttered mind, Jean had slipped into deep slumber and did not wake up when James switched off the ignition. The porch light was on as he had left it before leaving for the station. The big house was empty as the maid too had gone with her parents for the funeral. James gave a sigh and turned to the young woman asleep beside him. For the first time, he really took a good look at Marie. Her wavy and long auburn hair fell softly covering part of her face. His heart missed a beat. She looked so beautiful and vulnerable. He had not noticed that before. The top button of her silk shirt was opened and he could see part of the pale swell of her breasts. He closed up her shirt and got out of the pickup.

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