Emma Snow Enjoys Passionate Encounters With Black Partners

I sob. “Oh!” Bill chuckles and I look up at him surprised. I screw my eyes tightly shut, trying to hide from the audience cheering on my debasement. “Please don’t!” I sob, to no avail. “There you go, it will be safe in there.”
“Uhm, thanks Bill.” I mumble, remembering that I should make sure to “show appreciation” to the customers. “Now Tina, get back to work. I obviously didn’t like it! “She’s a thoroughbred boys! “I see you’re riding the rag today… guess I won’t slide your tip in there!” Bill circles me with an arm and pulls me into a friendly hug. The place looks good. You can’t do this, Silvia help me!” I scream, kicking wildly. I can’t believe that now even my personal cycle is something I have to tell everyone about just to do my job.