This story is a follow-on to The Barn, which should be read first as it is the entire basis for this story. This story starts off slow, and there is not much sex in the first half-dozen chapters.
This is something new for me (and this site, I think). I first wrote this as a 'story' and didn't like it. I rewrote it as a short 3 act play, using more dialogue to define the characters. I'll be back to my usual dribble next time.
When four hardened black criminals fleeing from the law stumble upon a classroom of white women and girls more beautiful than they ever could have imagined, the leader of the gang gets an idea. For the meeting is a disciplinary hearing for four deformed black boys and our head robber sets his mind to finding out just who's really in charge when the rules are thrown away.
Mother’s Day brunch begins with croissants and compliments—but ends in unthinkable heat. When one teasing question turns the air electric, Rachel finds herself at the center of a family celebration that erupts into lust, surrender, and taboo. Mimosas blur the lines, desires ignite, and every boundary is crossed in this unapologetically depraved tale of generational hunger and maternal power.