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MissKitty19
Planetoid
- Joined
- Mar 13, 2017
- Location
- Niagara Falls
Jacklyne Lee was your typical high school senior. Focused, beautiful, and just a little rebellious. Not so much so that it damaged her flawless gpa or outstanding reputation.
What she managed would have most ripping out their hair in frustration, but Jack was just the opposite, inwardly she could be screaming in annoyance but her face, the picture of calm countenance.
She was a beauty as well, an appearance that many attributed similarities to that of a porcelain doll. Big, sweet green eyes framed with thick lashes. Long curling inky black hair reaching past her slim waist, a build characteristic of her age and race. Slim, fragile, with delicate curves and long legs. Breasts a handful, made to look larger by her small frame. Full lips in a cheery stained red and a natural pucker. She wasn’t tall either, her parents were both short, her father a few inches taller then her mother, who matched her five foot six frame. Her brother though, was taller. Six foot two and lanky. She had no clue where the genetics for that came from.
The Lee family was well off, The father a successful gynecological doctor and being the only one in town, there weren’t many options unless people wanted to travel to another city. His work was often the topic of discussion at the table, to his daughter’s dismay. Like this morning.
“ This woman is coming in tonight, black as night, I hat treating her, smells like a whore, I don’t even need the forceps with her, all stretched out, not even married.” Jack spit out her cereal suddenly not hungry after hearing about this woman’s private bits. Her brother, intent on going into the same line of work as her father. Who was taking her to visit the campus where he lived today for an event that allowed soon to be high school grads to spend the weekend at the university, to experience student life, decided to pipe up.
“ That’s cause they let their men just destroy them, knock them up and toss them aside, No man wants a woman soo used. Right Jack?” Like she was supposed to know.
“ Jacklyn wouldn’t know. She’s a good girl.” Her mother said as and she nodded silently, getting up and asking her brother if he was ready.
As he packed her back into the back of his car, she asked if he really believed all that stuff, mentioning that it sounded a bit racist.
“Jack, stereotypes exist because they have a basis in society. “ She shook her head and crossed her legs and her hands settled there in her lap. She was a coward, she knew for not standing up to her father and brother’s prejudices. Though she’d learned early that it didn’t end well.
What she managed would have most ripping out their hair in frustration, but Jack was just the opposite, inwardly she could be screaming in annoyance but her face, the picture of calm countenance.
She was a beauty as well, an appearance that many attributed similarities to that of a porcelain doll. Big, sweet green eyes framed with thick lashes. Long curling inky black hair reaching past her slim waist, a build characteristic of her age and race. Slim, fragile, with delicate curves and long legs. Breasts a handful, made to look larger by her small frame. Full lips in a cheery stained red and a natural pucker. She wasn’t tall either, her parents were both short, her father a few inches taller then her mother, who matched her five foot six frame. Her brother though, was taller. Six foot two and lanky. She had no clue where the genetics for that came from.
The Lee family was well off, The father a successful gynecological doctor and being the only one in town, there weren’t many options unless people wanted to travel to another city. His work was often the topic of discussion at the table, to his daughter’s dismay. Like this morning.
“ This woman is coming in tonight, black as night, I hat treating her, smells like a whore, I don’t even need the forceps with her, all stretched out, not even married.” Jack spit out her cereal suddenly not hungry after hearing about this woman’s private bits. Her brother, intent on going into the same line of work as her father. Who was taking her to visit the campus where he lived today for an event that allowed soon to be high school grads to spend the weekend at the university, to experience student life, decided to pipe up.
“ That’s cause they let their men just destroy them, knock them up and toss them aside, No man wants a woman soo used. Right Jack?” Like she was supposed to know.
“ Jacklyn wouldn’t know. She’s a good girl.” Her mother said as and she nodded silently, getting up and asking her brother if he was ready.
As he packed her back into the back of his car, she asked if he really believed all that stuff, mentioning that it sounded a bit racist.
“Jack, stereotypes exist because they have a basis in society. “ She shook her head and crossed her legs and her hands settled there in her lap. She was a coward, she knew for not standing up to her father and brother’s prejudices. Though she’d learned early that it didn’t end well.