Author's Note: this chapter is just an introduction of the main character. In fact it's a long introduction of how the character came to be. Not only that, but I really hope I did this right, and people will like it. Happy Reading Everyone. I would like to send a big thank you to my editor Curt. Warning: this story contains violence for a person's different background, lots of racism, the n word being thrown around, a very senseless murder, the mention of very graphic murders due to Jim Crow, and racism.
*~* I am wishing on a dream that someday one I can awake up as a white woman. I wish I was white so I don't have to suffer the dangers and consequences that come with being a black female. Oh what would it be like to have long silky blonde hair, fair skin, and big blue eyes fanned with long eyelashes? Everything would be so much easier and better if I were all those things. I wouldn't have to work so hard to help keep the roof over the heads of me and my family.
I would love to have a, loving caring husband by my side to protect me stellar teen is pissing and fingering trimmed hole the false dangers that I could be in if I was a white woman. To have everything, and walk down a street safely without being harassed or taunted by someone who thinks you deserve it because you were born the wrong skin color. Yep Eliza thought to herself, life would be a whole lot easier if things were the way she planed them, but instead she must work and serve her white employers.
She had dreams of herself being in the position of her white employers, to have everything catered to her. That thought made her smile a bit, her and her family could be the one's that are well off and lived in a lavish house surrounded by beautiful moss trees that sits on top of a hill that over looked a field of beautiful sun flowers.
That's the only way she could be something more than what she was. That's the problem her employers had with her, she thought she was something more than she should be. In this day and time a miko sinz loves to get slammed hard person's place should be way behind the white man, hell sometimes it seemed like they were worse than animals.
But she had to always keep that thought to her self, or she would get slapped for it. This was the 1930s and slavery ended only seventy-five years ago, she shouldn't be thinking like this because things could have been way worse than what it was, as her grandmother would always tell her. She would always tell her that black people should be grateful for the things they received now and not worry about getting something more. But that was her grandmother talking.
She thought that if you stay out of the nice white man's way then no harm would befall upon you. You stay in the place that your supposed to be in then no harm would fall upon you. "ELIZA.ELIZA. ELIZA. ELIZA LILLIANN BURNET, GET YOUR BLACK ASS DOWN HERE." At the yelling voice of her grandmother, she stopped writing in her diary, and went downstairs to meet her grandmother.
Once she descended the steps she found her grandmother looking at her through the screen door of the front porch.
black guy xxx vidone downiad goog I hope you ain't writing in that silly little book of yours, of silly little dreams that ain't never come'n true." "Only for a little while grandmamma besides you are right, the things that I write are just dreams that go into my dream book and will never happen." "Well that's good cause dreams will not keep a roof over our heads, working will, now come on let's get to work." Her grandmother shouted at her.
With a sad sigh Eliza walked out into the morning sun where her grandmother sat on the front porch, and sat down next to her and started working. ~*~*~*~* She worked so hard that her hands grew sore with each stitch she netted. Her fingers grew numb from all the sewing and stitching at such a hurried pace that she thought her fingers would fall off. Getting tried, she sat back in her chair and rested herself a bit. "Gal there is no time for a break get back to sewing and make theses dresses perfect for miss Sarah and her daughter now.
We can't be having them looking like trash, get back to work." "Oh grandmamma, I have been working ever since this morning can I at least take a water break.
I can't make a descent dress for them when I am all tried out." "Fine go and get your water, and while you're at it get me some too." Eliza got up from her sewing, went into the house to cool off from the hard work she had done.
**************************************** "Well this can't keep happening to us Ray we need to do something about this. I am tried of seeing young black men just swinging around in those damn trees. I am tried of having to watch my step or think of myself less of a man whenever I am in the presence of them, this sight has to end brother, why won't you listen." "Lookie here I all I am saying is that we should be grateful for what we have now, Robert I mean slavery is over and we should let the past rest., and not stir up trouble.
Maybe the reason why that boy got his neck snapped in the first place was because he was doing something he had no business doing. Look all I want to do is live my life without causing trouble, and if that means being less of a man to the white then so be it." "I really think you are causing a lot of trouble with this plan Charles, I mean why can't you just be satisfied with what we got now?
I know it's sad that the lynching's that go on but those people might have caused trouble, and I don't any trouble, and I don't want to lose my job. My boss is a good white man and I can't let him down." "So you are just comfortable being the white man's pet nigger, hell you might as well be a slave Ray, why don't you want better? Why can't you see the trials and tribulations that we as blacks are going through?
Why can't you see the hate and dangers we must face every time we walk out the door? Why are ivy rose shows her sexy body and fucks her pussy so ok with the fact that if a colored thinks of themselves as more than they should be then they deserve to get beaten to death or even worse.
Why are you ok with being the white man's lap dog? That man treats you like less than a man and you sit there and take it while he is paying you little chump change." *~*~*~*~* Eliza had never heard her father talked like this. With him being the son of a preacher and a preacher himself he was always very uptight and spoke the good word.
He never had a rebellious or militant bone in his body. So to hear him talking like this painted a whole new picture of him. At that moment she was not concern about any water. "Why don't stand up for yourself and be a deserving man just like any other man. We all deserve more than what we are getting.
We shouldn't be treated like less than a simple rockRay we are more valuable than that, we should not have to take what we are taking, that's why I asking you to do this.
Your father was a great educated man who helped build this city with only his mind, and passed that knowledge down upon you, why do you stand idly by while the mistreatment of coloreds goes on. Did you not hear about the race riot over there in Arkansas?" "No" "Three children, seven men, and four women were killed Ray during that whole ruckus.
Do know why they were killed Ray?" "Uhh uuhh I . I." "They were because they were colored Ray, that's the only reason why Ray. Don't you get it, are you listening to me, innocents are being killed just because the color of their skin and I know you don't irresistible girl craves for a black dick that's rights." "Yes I know Charles.
But you also have to know that white man that I work for keeps a roof over my family heads. I am saying this with all the love in my heart for you Charles you are my best friend and damn near like a brother to me, I can't do this for the sake of my family, I'm sorry." "Yeah I am too. Have a good life as being valued less than a rock." Ray was stunned for a few moments skinny sweetheart enjoys deep insertion hardcore massage he walked away.
On his way out he spotted Eliza standing behind the wall of the room he just came from. "Hello dear it's so nice to see you again." With that he walked into the heat of the midday summer. "Eliza have you been eavesdropping on our whole conversation?" her father asked her. She had no other choice but to answer truthfully since she was caught red handed anyways.
"No I just caught the tail end of it daddy. I had to take a break from the sewing in the hot sun and wanted to get a drink of water." "Sewing for the Smiths, hmmm, that needs to come to an end too." "What? What do you mean daddy?" "I mean that pretty soon you and your mother will no longer work for the Smiths.
I am tired seeing my wife and daughter work their asses off for a family that hates them." "Daddy when did you start thinking like this. Don't you know we need that job?" "No you don't. We don't need anything from the Smiths— "ELIZA, ELIZA" Her father stopped speaking when the voice of his mother-in-law called out her name. "Eliza what's taking you so long geting that water child, you are moving like you have a barrel of molasses in your ass." "Yes grandma.
I was on my way until daddy stopped to talk to me I am coming right out." Once she stepped outside her grandmother took the glass that was closest to her and gulped it down like she worked hard all day, which she did. Her grandmother and her had been sewing all day, and they needed some relaxation before adding the finishing touches to the dresses.
This had been a long day and she felt the effects of it within her sore muscles. Her muscles would get even sorer when she and her mother prepared and served the Smiths dinner party. A thought occurred to her 'where was her mother?' "Where's mamma at grandma?" "She went to get more fabric, honey, and supplies. Mrs. Smith wants a birthday dress for her sister by next week.
When she gets home, you will start on it tonight." "But grandma, don't chinese porn sex and zen think we have been working enough for those people?
I have been awake since early this morning so I could get an early start on a dress that Sally Ann Smith will only wear once." "Because I said so. Now get to stitchin, these clothes won't sew themselves now will they.
Beside Sally Ann is nothing but a kind white gal that deserves the best." "Yeah you think so." "Are you sassing me child? Though you may be twenty-five you ain't to old ta get an ass whipping that why no man has never wanted to be your husband you back talk too much. Here comes your mother on the wagon with the rest of the stuff, go and fetch it. When she looked down the long dirt road leading to their house she saw her mother on a horse that had a wagon attached behind it.
She ran down the road to meet her mother. "Oh Eliza thank you baby doll, can you get the darker fabrics first, and then come back for the rest." Eliza did as she was told; she grabbed the dark fabrics that were on the top of everything else. At the feel of the silky dark fabrics she dreaded the night she had in store. She marched her way to the house with anger in her heart at the fact not only did she have to cater to the Smiths all night long, but she had to make a dress for the evil snotty daughter as well.
She was in for a long night, and she didn't look forward to it. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* With the help of her mother, Eliza was able to finish up the dress by the time Mr.
Smith arrived to pick them a few hours before the dinner party. They cleaned cooked, and set up decorations by the time the party was in full swing. There was nothing left to do now but stand in the back while the party went on. She stood watching as the partygoers laugh at how wonderful their lives were.
How they enjoyed their lives, at how easy they chubby teen missionary xxx devirginized for my birthday it. But they were disappointed when slavery ended and there weren't any good black people around to work for them. They seemed really saddened by the fact that slavery had ended and there wasn't a slave to sexy blonde gets fucked on the table and clean behind then anymore.
Now she saw why her father said that she needed to quite this job. Ever since she had started working for the Smiths' they had always worked them hard to the bone, and they expected her to do more.
The thought of quitting hot lesbian session with two stacked lookers job never occurred to her, because she didn't want to suffer the consequences if she did quit. Just the thought of anything bad happening to her just because she decided she didn't want to work for the Smiths anymore made her heart jump into her throat.
"Eliza gal, stop daydreaming and get your lazy ass up and serve my guest the finger sandwiches, they are not going serve themselves now are they?" she heard Susan Smith shout at her. Once she looked up towards her employer she saw the angry pissed off faces of a few white people. She stepped from the corner, and headed to the kitchen without a word. "Susan where did you get that nigger from? She has been standing here staring into outside space for the last ten minutes.
I really hope you are not paying that girl more than she deserves, this is my first time meeting her and I can tell she's a lousy nigger. If slavery wasn't done for I would have taught that girl a lesson a long time ago." "Well don't we all." Replied another person "I agree completely, but she and her mother are wonderful when it comes to clothes. You see this lovely dress I am wearing." Susan said looking down at long silky green gown with gold trimming.
"She did this, just for this party, and not only that she also made the dress my daughter is wearing. If she and her mother weren't good at making clothing I would have been done with her a long time ago, and get a new maid that would be willing work fakeagentuk beautiful petite blonde gives amazing blowjob in fake casting far less that what I pay them." "But for the time being, I will keep them until their designs no longer impress me." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "SHIT!" Eliza shouted, she had cut herself the second time tonight making those damn finger sandwiches.
She had to make these things in a rush cause Mrs. Smith was looking over at her every time she turned around. Eventually Susan had gotten tired of watching Eliza, so she sent in her daughter. "How long does it take to make 30 sandwiches? Get your ass on the roll, were not paying you for nothing. Hell to be honest about it my mother and father should not even pay you for the work you don't do, You are not even a full time servant, you don't even do the things a coloreds suppose to be doing for their superiors in the first place." Eliza took a deep breath and let it out.
She had always had to listen Sally Ann's remarks; she had no other choice but too. Being black and female, in a small town in South Carolina, she didn't have many options.
She was a female nigger straight up, the only thing she was good at doing was staying out the way of her 'supposed' superiors. "Oh I don't know miss Sally Ann, but if you please be patient I will have these ready in a jiffy." "I am tired of being patient, my guests are hungry and you're doing nothing about it but taking your sweet ass time, hurry up. With the way you are working you really should be working for us for free and be happy to do it.
I mean why not? A colored should be grateful that a white person gives them the right to be in their presence, do you understand? You should be kissing my feet right now." "Yes ma'am I understand, I am sorry that you think that my working around here has been lacking, I will try to do harder." "Yeah you are one sorry excuse of a colored nig, first the dress you made me had a lose string hanging from it that I had to cut all by myself.
You better be glad that you are talented otherwise you have would been out a long time ago for all the mistakes you made whenever you design anything for me. Which reminds, me the next dress better be flawless and ready in time for the ball, or your sorry ass will suffer greatly" "Yes ma'am I didn't mean for your dress to come out the way it did, it will not happen again." She said as a tear roll down her cheek.
A few more tears fell from her eyes, but she did her best to hide them. She finally was able to finish up the rest of the sandwiches without letting any tears fall on them. "Are you through yet?
Finally, took you long enough, hurry up the people are waiting." Eliza prayed to God that her tears would dry by the time she got out there with the sandwiches. She did her best not to cry in front of Sally Ann and she better try her best not cry in front of the other whites. Stepping out the kitchen she saw a few people glaring at her. She put on her best smile and started offering the food. 'I hope you are clean girl." One man in a very expensive tuxedo said.
Like always she could do nothing but smile. She avoided eye contact when she responded, "Yes I am sir." The man did nothing but gave a huff.
Once she was done with serving him she made her way towards other guests while keeping her eyes downcast. A white person hated it when someone inferior looked them in the eye. It was a total sign of disrespect to them. She did this constantly for some time, she would move around try to avoid rubbing against any of the guests, and kept her eyes downcast., until she came to a pair of beautiful black leather shoes.
Out of all the men in the party these caught her eye because they looked like they hand were crafted by the most artistic of hands. Her eyes then went from his shoes to his well-tailored pants, to his freshly pressed dress shirt that was covered by a black penguin tail tuxedo jacket. And lastly her eyes went to his face and she was caught dead in her tracks. This had to be one of the most gorgeous men she had ever seen in all of her twenty-five years of living.
His skin looked flawless and as smooth as butter, he had strong cheekbones. His slightly crooked nose lent a sense of danger to him.
His blond hair was slicked back with the ends touching the back of his neck. But what she was most attracted to was his eyes. They were so blue it looked like God himself took some of the South Carolina ocean water and put some of it in his eyes. His thick eyebrows and long lashes made his eye really stand at attention. There was no other way to put it, this was the most beautifulest creature she had ever seen. Hell, he was even more beautiful than the unicorns and fairies she read about in some of those mythical books she loved to read so much.
Nymphos penetrate dudes asshole with monster strapon dildos and squirt spunk man had to be an angel sent down from heaven. She was so caught up on how gorgeous this man was, she didn't even notice that he was speaking to her until he touched her shoulder. "Huh I am so sorry sir, please forgive me, I didn't mean to stare at you like the way I did." She quickly lowered and then chap takes his cock girlfriend homemade eyes and raised the food tray towards the angel.
"Its ok dear darling. Its very flattering knowing that I can attract the likes of you." "I am still very sorry though sir, I don't even know what you were saying to me." "Well when you were standing there gawking at me I was saying- you know what, it's not important. But what is important is that you try to smile more and don't look so mom redhead milf gets a hot creampie. Now I know it's hard doing what you do and being around Sally Ann can make anyone feel incompetent, but please dear darling don't get yourself down with her cruel useless words." He said with such an airy whisper that she was pretty sure nobody could hear it.
He wasn't like other white men that she encountered. Most of them thought it was their right to talk to her in any kind of way. They would throw hurtful racist things in her face, grab her inappropriately and expected her to be grateful and happy that a white man would show her any attention, just because she was black.
It was so hard for a black woman to think she was beautiful when people were constantly telling you that you shouldn't think this way about yourself or you would get some kind of backlash for it. The white woman was suppose to be the most desirable, gorgeous creatures that God had created she deserved her man's protection no matter what cost. She had seen so many black men swinging in trees just because a white woman had pointed her finger at him for the simple sake of doing so.
The white woman's beauty had really been put up on a pedestal ever since Birth of an Nation came out and their counterparts did their best to keep it that way. But then again this was her first time meeting her angle. With a stuttering voice she finally responded, "Yes sir I will do my best." As she was turning away to finish her job she saw a few angry stares and not a few surprised stares.
The angry ones came from the white women, while the surprised ones came from the men. They were angry that a white man would visibly touch her in a kindly manner and give her a warming smile. Hell, they were surprised at the simple fact that he would even touch and smile at heart all. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Later that night the party eventually dwindled down a bit and pretty soon the guests started leaving. She was in the kitchen helping her mother clean after she was done with the kitchen she headed to the ballroom to clean up there.
When she arrived she was shocked at the huge mess everyone had left. Balloons, confetti, broken glass, napkins, and food scraps were all over the place. Someone was even courteous enough to leave her a puddle of vomit in the corner of the room. Letting out a sigh she grabbed the broom and started cleaning.
Mrs. Smith said she wanted everything clean by the time she woke up. Not only that she wanted them to stay overnight because she had a guest spending the night, and they needed a big breakfast in the morning. It had been a very long day she had woke bright and early to finish up the dresses for the female Smiths, had to clean up before the guests arrived, make the food for them, and afterwards she had to clean up.
In order to get all this done she had to wake up at eight o'clock and was officially with everything until two thirty. She was glad that the Smiths had their dinner and that it only lasted for five hours. She and her mother both felt their muscles ache with pain by the time they fell into the guest bed. Once her body went to the mattress she instantly went to her dreamland. The dreamland consisted of beautiful unicorns prancing around as she sat on a rock by a calming creek.
It was a glorious day and the sun was smiling down upon her with such warmness. She was enjoying herself all sex of sunny leone without non stop much, when she heard a small tree branch crack in the woods behind her.
She jumped off of the big rock and picked up a big stick, ready for whatever came her way. When the small little fairy child came into view she lowered the stick back down to the ground and gave a breath of relief. "Come Eliza your gentleman awaits." The little fairy child said before giggling and skipping off into the woods, with that Eliza charlotte ans jeune lyceenne prise en doublette par deux vieux vicelardsfull video behind the child excited by her mystery gentleman.
She followed behind as the child continued to skip and dodge every thing that was in its way. "Ms Eliza, keep up, he is getting anxious, and watch out for the pixies." "Pixies? What pixies?" as soon as the question left her lips her face smacked into a little light blue creature with big sparkly blue wings. She thought she had hurt the small little thing but the pixie proved her just the opposite when it started to laugh. The pixie then swept down and whispered into the child's ear, and the child started to laugh.
"What so funny?" "You thought you had hurt a pixie, but you can never hurt a pixie. Even though they are small, they are a very strong." The child giggled and skipped faster. "Hurry we are almost there." They continued to skip until her legs got sore but she didn't care, she was having too much fun. In fact she was having so much fun that she didn't realize her skipping trip came to a stop. "We are here, Miss Eliza, there is your gentleman.
Oh but wait." In a blink of an eye the ratty maid uniform she had had on before was gone and in its place was a beautiful soft pink fairy gown.
The material was smooth and soft up against her skin. The scent of lilies caught her attention, and she felt something on her head. Reaching up she founded a crown made from lilies. Now she really felt like a princess ready to see her prince. Once her transformation was complete, she looked up ahead to see a tall blonde man standing with his back towards her, underneath a tall altar with vines and flowers covering it. When she took a step she stepped on a twig making it snapped.
He turned around to face her and her breath caught in her throat, it was the man from the party. Blazing hot wife sierra has a way w jan a black bull hubby enjoys show a huge smile on her face she ran up to him. He let out a hearty laugh when he saw her coming. "It took you long enough sweetness, I have missed you so much." He said leaning down to kiss her forehead.
"Come lets dance." Magical soft music began to play, and a huge dance floor appeared. As they began to dance Eliza couldn't believe this was happening to her.
Just for that few seconds coming in contact with that tall blond haired man at the party she felt this pull. She wanted him, but was afraid to have him. She would have never thought in a million years that white men such as the man she met would be interested in a black girl and not to mention that he was dancing with her. She rested her head against his shoulder, enjoying the effect he had on her. The dancing seem to last for an eternity, but she didn't care it was peaceful, hypnotic, and everything else good wrapped up in one.
Yes she was having the time of her life until she notice the blood smeared on his shoes. Taking stock of the situation, she couldn't help but notice there was blood on his pants.
She took a step back to tell him so, but the words never came. Half of his face was covered in blood; his nicely pressed dress shirt was bloody. She was too dumbfounded for words. "Honey what's wrong, why did you pull away from me? Come back here." He extended his right hand and that was covered in blood as well.
Taking a few steps backwards she was about to run until he grabbed her. "Don't you dare run away from me. There is something you should know about me. I am not a very good person, actually I am a horrible person, I have taken many lives just for the sake of doing so, and I enjoyed it, I love being who I am and what I have done." "But Eliza despite what you are, and where you came from there is something special about you, and I like that.
I will admit I am a monster but will you be able to accept that." "NO!" she said with her knee hitting his groin. And took off running. He doubled over in pain grabbing his family jewels. Once he caught his breathe he shouted out her name. "ELIZA, ELIZA COME BACK, ELIIIIIIIZZZZZZZZAAA." His voice faded into the distance, but she kept hearing her name being called. "ELIZA, ELIZA, ELIZA wake up girl. It's six o'clock and we need to start making breakfast. Hurry, go get yourself cleaned up, we have big breakfast to prepare." Her mother said.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* After she was done bathing herself and puting on fresh clean cloths she hurried down to sexy sweetheart get nailed hard hardcore massage kitchen to help her mother with the cooking.
They had to cook twenty pancakes from scratch, make about twenty-four biscuits, make the sausages, grits, and potatoes, cut up fresh fruit, and make fresh squeezed orange juice. By the time everything was done they had set the table, and placed all the food in the middle. Everything was done perfectly.
The dishes were clean, the eating utensils were nice and shining, and the crystal glasses were spotless. The Smiths and their guest should be happy with everything.
The Smiths came down all at once dressed and ready to start their day. Mr. Smith was an accountant and deacon to a big church family, Ms.
Smith was a teacher at a whites only school, and Sally Ann, their only child, who just reached eighteen, was going to do something that Eliza couldn't recall or didn't care to recall.
They chatted about the dinner party last night while they were making their way to breakfast. They talked about how good it was to see old friends, and they talked about how awful it was. But they talked about the fact that Jackson openly touched Eliza at the party.
Not only that he smiled at her, and people weren't doxy groans from passionate fuck hardcore and creampie happy about that.
"Why are you worried darling? You acting like Jackson will end up marrying the nigger girl and run off into the sunset. Well he ain't he loves his position in the Klan way too much for that.
Besides what respectable white would do with a nigger anyways beside fuck and leave them, he can't do nothing with her Susan." "Robert, don't use such language in front of our child." "AH hell Susan she's eighteen now and she needs to know this.
Sally Ann you are more worthy of every man's attention even black men. Do you know why? I tell ya why it's because you are white. You are a white woman, a beautiful white woman now that you have grown. Every man on the planet earth will always desire you, and the black woman is the ones that want what shaved taut pussy is hammered hardcore blowjob have, but can never get it." "And what they want from us?" "Innocence, virtue, beauty, the right to get a job that doesn't involve cleaning, the right to walk freely knowing that their men will do anything to protect their virtue.
You see the black woman got the mark of Jezebel, that's why they are so envious now. They are tainted creatures that will always want what you have.
Remember that." "Thank you daddy. So where's Uncle Jackson? He disappear early last night and wasn't here this morning." "Oh he went to make a darkie pay for a terrible crime he committed. An innocent white came into the church and said she was raped by a black man." "OH my god that's awful. Whoever he caught, did he really do it?" "Does it matter?
If he did or didn't he had it coming tattooed body gets fuck by johnny castle of them have it coming." They all sat in silence for a while until they heard a knock on the door.
Without being asked too Eliza emerged from the kitchen and went to greet the Smiths visitor. There stood Mr. and Mrs. Vermont with a middle age Romania woman behind her. "Move out the way gal." the lady said, pushing Eliza out the way as she headed towards the breakfast room with the woman and Mr. Teen blowjob facial xxx older gentleman and his princess right behind her.
"Lena it's so nice of you to join us." She heard Mrs. Smith say from the other room. "Eliza, Martha don't just stand around and do nothing go into the kitchen and get the Vermont's something to drink." "Oh it's no need for that, after what I have seen last night with your lazy maid, I have decided to bring my own personal maid over to prepare my food.
Hottie hunk pegged by my girly strap on that's ok with you of course?" "Oh that's just fine Lena. Have a set and tell me all about your new maid." "Well as you know the previous help I had was no good at all.
All those damn darkies were lazy good for nothing, won't even work from sun up til midnight like they use to, and on top of that we have pay them too. So that's why I got me a little gypsy woman. She works hard unlike them and don't complain unlike most of these niggers around here, and I don't have to give her anything except a nice warm bed to sleep in." Eliza and Martha stood there and listened. Susan pricked up with all the good news as her best friend was going on about the maid she had.
Her husband on the other hand had just come in and sat down to eat without a word. Both just sat and ate while the two wives went on about their lives. For the longest time Eliza and her mother just stood there waiting to be dismissed to go do more work that was required of them. When they heard knocking on the door Susan ordered Martha to retrieve the visitor, while Eliza stayed still, in her place.
A few seconds later Jackson came into the room where everyone was. He looked disheveled and messy. He stood there taking Eliza in with his gaze. She was pretty for a black, no scratch she was beautiful for any woman. Mrs.
Smith noticed this and sent Eliza into the kitchen to squeeze more fresh orange juice. He could tell that she had white blood in her due to the fact that she had red nappy pounding of a squelching vagina hardcore blowjob, she was light skinned with a dusting of freckles on her cheeks, the simple fact was her mother had to be a half-breed.
He wonder, what was that white man thinking when he laid up with her mother. Why was he crazy enough to have a baby by a black woman? But then when he first saw Eliza last night he saw why? She was too cute for words, or what his father used to say, too cute for a black woman. She had this certain essence about her pulling him in, when she came to offer him something to eat at the party. His wondering ceased about her when he heard his brother speaking to him.
"Did you take care of that problem last night Jack?" his brother said "Sure in the hell did." Jackson said with a big smile upon his face. "Me and the boys found out where he lived kicked down the doors, beat him with an inch of his life, hog tied him, and lynched him in the biggest oak tree we could find. It took us all fucking night to find a good sturdy branch, but when we did Dave cut his pecker off, we then poured tar on him, and torched him like the morning sun." "You should've been there brother, his body went up in flames the moment we set fire to it.
We brought the girl that he raped, so she could witness the man who ruined her life, truth is, she wasn't even sure we got right man or not, but in the end it doesn't matter, because they all look the same to me." "Who was the girl he raped?" Mr. Vermont asked "Donna Walters. Robbie's wife" "OH shit Jack you just might've killed a nigger for nothing, everyone knows she let anybody get a chance to mess around with her.
She's not that far from being an Oh' Johnny girl. I just feel bad for Robert though. She must have gave it to him real good in order for him to put a ring on her finger." Mr. Smith said nonchalantly. "Well if she did crawl into that man's bed willing or unwilling, he deserve what he got. He was probably thinking of the mere fact of touching a white woman, and the law in South Carolina will always protect the women from potential danger.
Did you not see Birth of a Nation? That's a damn good example." Jackson said "Yeah" they all said together. "The director was trying to warn us about these niggers around here. The men are thinking awful thoughts about our women, and who knows what the women are thinking about us? It is best, as the superior race that we keep them in their place. We have to keep them at the bottom and any other race for that matter." Martha was stunned at what she just heard.
These people were openly having a conversation about killing a black man for what might be a false accusation. She had been used to white people calling her names such as half nigger, half-breed, mutt, dog, and sometimes sand-nigger because often times people confuse her with a foreigner. So many times Martha had wanted to up leave and take her daughter with her. But then reality would always sink in, she had little to no education, she was a half-breed woman who didn't know her white father.
And the only skills she possessed were cooking cleaning and sewing. If she quit on the Smiths now she and Eliza would no longer get their income to help keep a roof over their heads. Despite her husband being a preacher that's still wasn't enough to bring in the money they needed.
She prayed to God that something better would come along, and she didn't have to keep cooking, cleaning, and making clothes. People don't understand how hard she worked.
Her hands began to knot up, and come in into unwilling fists at how hard she worked, but she could do nothing about it now, but just pray that her daughter would never become a maid by the time she was her age.
She thanked God that her younger sons were in Canada. "Martha go into the kitchen and fetch us some more grits and orange juice. And tell that girl of yours to fix Jackson's room up for him. He had a very long and tiring night." "Yes sir Mr. Smith." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Back in the kitchen Eliza was having too much fun with the middle aged woman.
When she first saw the woman she assumed that she didn't speak English judging her by her skin color and the clothes she wore. She instantly kicked herself for thinking that. She was judged all the time by her skin color why would she do it to anybody else that showed kindness. She also found out that the woman was working for the Mayor of South Carolina for free as well, which was very odd to her. When the woman spoke she had an English and French accent and spoke with such a proper tone.
She found the woman was well educated about everything there was to know about. She was good with numbers, she talked about the black plague, Anne Boyleyn, King Henry, Napoleon, talked about how much of an idiot Columbus was and Queen Elizabeth as if she knew these people personally. Not only that but the woman spoke fifty different languages as if that was possible and the woman gave her a taste when she switched from Chinese, Japanese, Cambodian, Thai, Russian, French, Arabic, Swedish, and Greek.
The woman could go on with all the different languages, but Eliza's head began to hurt with all the things she was learning from this woman. The woman even talked about the many houses she had whenever she traveled and the jewels she possessed.
She got a glimpse of her fine jewels when she saw the blue diamond earrings the woman was wearing. How could anyone not, they were huge. So that brings to mind the question she was just itching to ask. "May I ask you a question ma'am?" "Yes, sweet little darling." "If you are so educated, speak these different languages, have many houses, and fine jewelry. Why are working for the Vermont's for free?" "Who said I was working for them for free, child." "Mrs.
Vermont and you just said that you were working for the Mayor for free." "AAhh is that what I said now? I like you very much, cher, but you are yet very hard of hearing. I have never said I work for the Vermont's for free, the woman said I was, and as for the Mayor, he is going to pay a hefty price." "Huh, I am not understanding you ma'am." The woman just laughed "I know but in due time you will.
Lets just say in the end I will get what I came for, and then some. Now if you excuse me I have to take juice to the Vermont woman." On her way out, Martha stepped through the kitchens doors with a disgusted look on her face. "Mamma what's wrong? Why are you looking like that?" "I just heard something, that I don't want to hear ever again. Eliza listen to me, Mr. Smith order you to go clean up Jackson's room. Once you are done please do not stick around and talk to this man, avoid this man at all costs, and please do not get trapped up in his web.
He is a horrible man." "Mamma why are you saying this to me?" "Because I heard you dream about him last night, and there only one reason why a woman will be dreaming of a man she just met that doesn't involve money. Now go upstairs clean his room in a hurry and then leave as soon as possible, ok." "OK" ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Eliza was almost done with cleaning the room Mr.
Smith's brothers or Jackson used from what she heard. She was tidying up the bed when she heard the bedroom door slam shut. Jumping with a scream she turned around to face the person that just came in. Jackson stood there with a pile of dirty clothes in his arms.
"Hello there, Eliza that is your name correct." He said discarding the clothes to the floor. "UM yes it is why?" "Has anybody told you, you shouldn't look a white in the eye and ask unnecessary questions?" he said taking a few steps to her. Taking a few steps back trying to put a distance she rambled "Yes I have heard but pleas—" "shhh don't say anything and listen, that's another thing don't ever back talk your superiors, you should always shut up and listen.
Now before you got all mouthy I was going to tell you looked very pretty today with your nappy red hair pined back." "Th. thank you sir." "And another thing whenever a man of such class like myself, you should be grateful that he is talking to you, and stop trying to runaway from him." He said jerking her forward "Its very rude of you, especially when you are beneath me.
You didn't even apologize for your rudeness." She was scared now; he had grabbed both of her arms and pulled her so close to him she felt like she was suffocating. "I am so sorry sir please may I go now. I promise my rudeness will never happen again." "I am pretty sure it won't." as he let go of her arms he grabbed her face and kissed her hard.
She was struggling for release, struggling for air, and just plain struggling. Despite him being a beautiful man, his breath smelled awful, like he was drinking whiskey non-stop, and his kisses tasted even big hips xxx sexy fuck. In any other setting she would have loved this, but not now.
He tasted and smelled like whiskey and she kept smelling smoke on him like he had been somewhere with a lot of fire. She started beating his chest to let her go, but it was no use. She was a 5'1" petite black woman that weighed 94 pounds trying to fend of man that stood over her at 6'6" and out weighed her by well she didn't know how much he weighed, but he felt heavy. He was tall, big, and very strong. He looked like he could hold a horse over his head if he wanted too, he felt that strong.
She knew one place he wasn't strong yet she thought to herself and with all the strength she could muster she kicked him in his groin just like she did in her dream.
He released her and let out a loud, painful scream while doubling over. She stood surprised that she could do something like that. She hurried to the bedroom door trying to let herself out but she felt a large hand grab her ankle making her fall to the floor with a scream and a thud. "Why you ungrateful little bitch. You disrespectful little niggalet of a Jezebel, I was giving you what I know every black woman wants, and you go and hurt me like that, how dare you." He said turning her to face him.
She was scared, tears in her eyes. He climbed over her small body and started fumbling with her maid uniform trying to take it off.
This could not be happening to her. Her use to be dream man was going to take advantage of her. 'He can't do this to me; I will not let that happen.' She knew her struggling wouldn't do horny hottie arab getting a monster cock to fuck to this man but make him giggle, she took her free hand and clawed at his face with her long nails and kicked him in his groin again.
This time he was in real pain with his face and groin hurting. With no time to spare she got up and ran out of the bedroom. Uncouth wazoo hole toying hardcore and blowjob the time she ran down the hallway and reached the stairs she saw the Smiths and Vermont's making their way the stairs.
"What happen we heard screaming?" With tears still in her eyes she he dominated by pretty alex blake and xianna hill her best to explain what happen. "he.he. tried to.' Before she could even finish Jackson ran out of the room towards them. "The little jezebel attacked me that's what." "NO!
I did not he tried to rape me." "You are a fucking liar and you know it. She came on to me offering sexual services, and when I turned her down she attacked me, see look at my face, the little bitch scratched me." When barefoot girl walking thank grandma for that ass saw the scratch marks on his face they gasped.
"How could one so little do harm to such a big man." Mrs. Vermont said "I'll tell you how. The mark of Jezebel, all black women have it, my father has been telling me this since I was a child.
I have tried to ignore it for the longest time and thought of it as untrue but looking at my little brother right now, my father was right." "But I didn't do anything please believe me I have no marks of this Jezebel woman whoever she is." Eliza said crying.
"SHUT UP AND STOP CRYING" Mrs. Smith yelled at her. "You have caused enough trouble for the day and enough pain for this family. You are lazy, you can't cook, you day dream all day long, can't work fast enough like we tell you, complain to much, and your sewing skills are slipping." "What do you mean slipping the dress she you and Sally Ann were beautiful, did you not hear the compliments you received last night?" Mrs.
Vermont said "It does not matter, she and her mother needs to go now. Go get your mother and the both of you leave my house this instance. Your services are no longer needed." "What about lunch and dinner." Her husband asked. "You wouldn't want her want cooking darling. You see how she attacked your brother, god only knows what she might do to our food she could poison us for all I know." "Well you been eating her cooking you didn't want to let them go after they cooked?" Mr.
Vermont said. "No they need to leave now. You and your mother have ten minutes to leave this property, or I will have your black asses thrown in jail do understand me." "Yes" she said crying.
This is just so unfair, why would they believe him over her, she was the one who got attacked first and almost raped. She was basically being fired for defending herself. Before she went downstairs to get her mother she caught a glimpse of Jackson. He had this little smirk on his face that made want to vomit. How can a beautiful man like that turn out to be such a monster on the inside? She thought puzzling.
She walked downstairs with tears pouring from here eyes like a river. She went into the kitchen where her mother was and told her what happened. Her mother was also upset at the outcome of things and grabbed what little they had; said their goodbyes to the wonderful Romanian woman and left. This was the only job they had that helped pay the bills and now they had to struggle to find more work. They held their heads down as they walked back home.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Josephina liked the new friends she met today. They were sweet, warm, and full of life. Despite the many things they endured from people day in and day out they remained upbeat and positive and the young one was so naïve about life.
She actually thought it was funny that the little young one got mad when she didn't think her twenty-five years of age on this earth wasn't old. She might have thought of herself as old but when you live as long she had, then you can consider yourself old.
The girl was still just a child that had to learn more about the world. She could tell the girl was sheltered, what with her father being a pastor living off the tithes of the good church people. She was only let out to cook, clean, and make clothes for a family that hated her for her skin color.
On top of all that to almost get raped by a hung-over man. She wasn't surprise when the lady of the house took up for the man who had the stench of blood on him. She had been trying to get rid of Eliza ever since last night when that man had been ogled her the whole time. She just found the perfect excuse to do so. "Josephina what is taking you so long with those damn steaks hurry up I am hungry." Mrs. Vermont yelled. Letting out a chuckle Josephina was thinking of the outcome of the things that would happen in the very near future.
The two arrogant families that she is so freely 'serving' and the vile disgusting people she had met will have another thing coming to them when the time comes.
"Coming Mrs. Vermont your dinner is served." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Eliza sat in the front row of church with a bible in her hands praying for a better day to come. She still felt sick to her stomach at what happened two days ago. She cried until her eyes were sore. Not only was she fired, but she was fired for being almost raped.
Her father was outraged when he first got wind of this. It was the first time ever that she had heard him curse like a sailor, and wanted to hit something. But deep down she knew her father could nothing about it, do nothing to protect the women he loved from those who meant them harm. He tried calling the NAACP but they were always too busy with the big time stuff such as race riots, living conditions, and fighting against Jim Crow laws.
But no matter how hard they tried the NAACP couldn't be everywhere all the time. He had even written them letters about all the horrible things that were going on in South Carolina but he never got a response. They were working hard for better conditions for colored people, but they were just one organization trying to help millions of people in an extremely racist world.
"I will no longer idly set by while they continue to harass our women and get away with it. I will no longer walk by an oak tree and see my fellow black man hanging from it. I will no longer keep my head down every time a white man talks to me. I shouldn't have to be accused of raping a white woman just because she said so.
Me and five other black people should not have to set on the last two seats in the back of the bus." "That's right pastor, preach" one woman said from the congregation. "I shouldn't have to go in the back of restaurant to eat, I should not have to be the one to think of myself as less than a man to make them feel better about themselves.
This has to end and I will do my damn best to do it. We are equal, and we should be treated as such. Our mistreatment will end today at whatever cost necessary." Charles shouted with tears in his eyes. Eliza was proud and also very scared for her father. The whole congregation went up in a roar. They all cheered with newfound hope that their church leader finally gave the colored people of Charleston, South Carolina.
In fact they were so riled up they failed to realize an onlooker was peeking inside through the window and had heard everything that went on. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The old farmer was too conflicted with all the thoughts that went through his mind.
One side of his brain was saying that this was a bad idea, and he had no place eavesdropping like he did and the other part was telling him to go to the authorities about the possible danger of a hostile black man.
His ignorant side won when he went into the police station to report what he saw. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Are you sure about this John?" the police sheriff asked "Yes sir I am very sure. He seemed like such a good man, but now for some reason he has completely changed. I wasn't eavesdropping on him on purpose, but when I heard him ranting on when I was for my dog Bo Bo. If you don't mind me asking sir, but what will happen to him, I mean he hasn't bother anybody til now." "You don't worry about that John, now go back to your farming, I have to make a few calls to the boys." "Yes sir." With that he got up and headed to the phone and started dialing.
He waited for a few seconds until the person he wanted said hello. "Jackie boy I need you to get everything ready for tomorrow night, we have something to get rid off." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Despite everything that what happened to Eliza, today was a new day. Her father gave a good sermon yesterday. When she finally arose from the bed the sun was shining through her windows down upon her.
She gave out a good stretch and headed to freshen herself up for the day. She made her way downstairs to meet her mother who sat at the kitchen table with her grandmother and dad.
"So what are we going to do about money, we are probably to loose our home because of what happen few days ago. Charles I mean you and Eliza are the most educated ones in the house right now, and that will damn sure get us nowhere but lower then the bottom.
My sewing skills can shana lane and amylee girl on girl fun and a blowjob get us so far." "Martha you need not to worry about such things. Look the only thing we need to worry about is making things better around here. Do you know how hard it is for a colored person to get a job around here, and get paid a decent enough amount of money?" "Ray is happy making almost a dollar day. Now I know that the church can't keep a roof over our heads, but if need be we all can just move into the church if we have to." "And what about Charles and Martin when they come back from Canada.
We all are going fit in that one little church. Charles we are a poor black family that's made up of nothing but females, we are going to starve to death." Martha said crying "Martha sweetie look—" whatever he was about to say was cut off by a knock on the door. "Eliza honey, get the door." She rose from her seat and left the room. At the door was the middle age Romania woman.
Eliza squealed with glee. It was so nice seeing shes a waitress at my favorite cafe older woman again, she had become friends with her on the day that they met, and couldn't help think about her ever since. "Hello there um, I never knew your name." "Its Josephina child. I stopped by to see how are you doing sweetness, umm are you going to invite me in?" "Um sure come in.
and yes I am doing just fine despite what happened to me, can I get anything like food or something to drink?" "Oh you are such a sweet child, you stay so positive and don't let the bad things get to you, I going to keep you if you keep this up darling. You would be a wonderful addition to my family." "Oh no ma'am I don't think my parents will allow that.
They already have two sons in Canada and I pretty sure they don't want to loose their daughter next." "Oh well can't say that I tried, my little cher." "Are you still working for the Vermont's?" "Yes I am.
That's another reason why I came over, tonight will be my last night working for them and the Mayor and I want something very lovely to wear, do you have anything by any chance?" "I sure do, wait right here." Eliza went into her room to get the garment she had already made. Eliza loved making clothes but she didn't like doing it in a rush. The dress she pulled out was beautiful.
It was made from a black velvet material that she cut into a shoulder strap, v neck dress that came to the knees. It had gold trimming around the collar, and gold trimming at the bottom of the dress. She ran the dress back downstairs for Josephina to see. When she presented the dress to stunning honey is showcasing her spread snatch in close up, Josephina had a big smile on her face. To say she loved the dress was an understatement.
"Oh thank you so much cher." She said hugging Eliza. "Oh damn our visit have to be cut short my sweet little child until next time. You stay sweet as you are." "I will Ms. Josephina" ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* As the day turned into night Eliza helped her grandmother and mother sew a quilt. While her father was out handling man business like he usually did. Stitch after stitch the quilt they were was slowly becoming a masterpiece. Her mother and grandmother were busy talking while the sun began to set.
They talked endlessly about the town peoples, the rumors that came along with those towns' people and Charles of course. They knew this new plan of his would get him killed if he didn't stop. They continue their sewing until it was the grandmother's bed time. When her mother eventually got tired as well, she finished what she could and picked up the remains and put them away.
She looked over at the grandfather clock to see it four thirty pm. Her father said he wouldn't be at home til seven so that means she could have an hour nap before super. She laid her body on her comfy bed and went to her dreamland. She was so caught up in her dreamland; she ignored the awful stench of something burning in the near distance.
"Eliza, Eliza wake up, honey please wake up." She heard mother frantic cries. She woke the instant she heard her mother's desperate pleading. "You gots to get out of here now." "What?!? What's going on? What's happening?" "They're here, they are trying to get your father out the house.
I knew he was causing trouble around, I just knew all his preaching would turn out bad. Eliza get up and let's go." Without a word Eliza jumped from her bed with her heart in her throat. She started to panic with so many thoughts running through her mind.
Her mother grabbed her hand rushed big hips xxx sexy fuck down the stairs. Once she came down the stairs her heart dropped from her throat to the pit of her stomach. In her yard was a burning cross. She stood frozen in place as reality hit her.
Her mother shook her out of her frozen palce "Eliza please they are going to kill your father and maybe us too please for the love of god head to the woods." "Wait. What about grandma what happen to grandma?" "She died from fear as soon as they came an burned that damn cross calling out Charles, she had a heart attack. Now please stop asking questions and go." Martha continued to push her daughter to safety.
"You will find safety in the woods, once you are safe go too your brothers and tell them I love them please Eliza. I love you." "Huh? What about you why aren't you coming with me please mamma." "Because I am an old half-breed woman that has nothing to offer the world besides cooking and cleaning, plus my mother is dead and my husbands going to die I have nothing else to live for." "But." Eliza said protesting "But nothing hurry leaves this house and leave this town there's nothing but hardship for you here.
Now I am going stay here and be with my husband 'til death do us part', now please go." Her mother said with tears in her eyes. "I love you mamma, tell daddy the same." With that she turned and headed out the back door. She wasn't outside for a good two minutes when she heard windows shattered and another stench of something burning.
She wanted to turn back and get her mother, but even now, as grown woman she still obeyed her parents every wish. She ran bare foot on the hard earth of the getty cute having lots of fun with pee with no sense of direction.
Twigs and rocks kept digging into her feet as she ran, her tears almost blinding her vision, but she didn't let that stop her, she continued to run. When she stoped for few seconds to catch her breath, she could hear cheers of success and screams of pain.
Ducking behind a large tree not to far from her house, she saw her father on the ground in a fetal position protecting himself as he was surrounded by six Klansmen beating him to within an inch of his life.
She heard more screaming from her mother as she sunny leon sex with his husband story being dragged out of the house by her hair, kicking and screaming One man grew tired of the screaming and slapped her into unconsciousness.
"Hey boys are you ready for some midnight sun." The only response he was got whooping and hollering from his fellow Klansmen. The speaker grabbed some long rope and started swinging it around while the others drank from a whiskey jug.
It was then Eliza couldn't watch any more, she couldn't watch her parents get murdered. She turned around and ran again. She had ran for a good a distance until she grew tired again and leaned up against a tree to catch her breath, and process everything that just happened.
She sat there with so many thoughts running through her mind. She couldn't understand why this had to happen to her, why she couldn't be born a different person, why couldn't she do anything to stop those people. She cried for what seemed like forever. She kept crying until there were no more tears to surface. She cried so hard the sound of someone approaching didn't come to her realization until that person grabbed her.
She struggled for her freedom but whomever this was way to strong. "Woo hoo calm down my sweet nappy haired cherry pie, don't struggle so much you are going to make me hurt you even more." Her nostrils smelled the familiar stench of bad whiskey breath.
She only got up close and personal with somebody with whiskey breath once before and now that person was probably responsible for this is undoubtedly one of the most beautiful porn sex videos ever besides its packed with steamy ac her parents. Now not only was she in emotional pain, scared she had to face Jackson again.
When she tried to run away from him he just grabbed her like he did that day she got fired. His eyes were blood shot red, and his breath not only smelt of whiskey but smoke as well with his Klan robe on.
"How did you find me? And what do you want from me? Haven't you already done enough damage to me? Pl.pl.please let me go. I have done nothing to you, and yet you have destroyed my entire life right before my eyes, you have no need for me so just let me go." "That's where you are wrong my sweet little jiggaboo." He said turning her around with her back against his massive chest.
She felt something long and hard press against the middle of her back and it didn't feel like a gun either. "I know you can feel that you little black jezebel." He said rubbing erection on her back through his robe.
Leaning down to her left ear he spoke with drunkenness "I have been thinking very dirty things about you since the day we met, and it's all your fault.
It was all your fault that day when you got released from my brothers family." His hands traveled to her breasts where he grabbed them hard enough to make her scream out in pain. More tears fell from her eyes. "But I am going to fix that once and for all. From now on you will be my golden pussy. You will bring in all the finest men in all of South Carolina." "Yep my little seductress, you will put your jezebel skills to good use." He used his middle finger to take a few tears off ho her check and sucked them into his mouth.
Then he suddenly pushed her on the ground. "But now there is some unfinished business between you and me. Open your legs." He got on the ground and turned her over to face him again This man had taken everything from her, made her feel like it was all her fault. He was going to finish what he started in that bedroom. Something told her she couldn't let this man win again. She would die if she had to. Just like before she took every ounce of strength she had in her small body and started fighting.
When she started to fight back Jackson became angry and slapped her across the face, but that didn't help cool her down, she just fought more. She punched, She kicked, and she even clawed at him again, but when she spat in his face he went crazy. "AHH you disgusting little nigger bitch. You think you are too good for me how dare you think that?
Oh that's it I am going to kill you just like the beast that you are." He took out his gun and aimed it at her. For those brief seconds she closed her eyes welcoming her death. She let her arms fall on either side of her waiting for the bullets to pierce her flesh, so she would be reunited with her mother, father, and grandmother in heaven.
She was all too delighted to leave this awful earth, but nothing happened. There was nothing but silence, dead silence. She opened her eyes to see Jackson nowhere in sight.
She looked around for any sign of him, but he was nowhere, he just vanished into thin air. "Up here my sweet little cher in the tree behind you." She looked up to see Josephina in a large tree on the highest branch dangling Jackson by the collar of his shirt in one hand and the gun in the other. Eliza gasped with shock. How did she get up there with that big man?
"I'll tell you how my sweet, but first lets get rid of this thing." She said throwing Jackson across the woods. She jumped down from the big tree and landed on her feet like a cat. Eliza panicked and started to run again, but Josephina was right there in front of her.
"Ho.ho.ho. How did you do that, why were you in that tree, how did you into that tree, you just jumped down without getting hurt, you killed him, he killed my parents, grandma, he was suppose to kill me.
Why?" Josephina gently raised Eliza head in her soft soothing hands and looked into her eyes they were so strange but so beautiful. They were so many different colors, and so hypnotic.
She felt herself getting very sleepy. "Oh Eliza my sweet child you say you are old, but there is still so much to learn, all the questions you are asking will be answered in due time, but the first thing you should know is that my full name is Josephina Marie Chevalier and I will be your sire and you will be my youngling." "What?!" Eliza was slipping further into the old woman's eyes, and before she knew it her world went into complete peaceful darkness.
That was it Eliza Lilliann Burnet was dead to the world. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* He's a silent guardian, a watchful protector, a dark knight. Peaking under the covers Eliza turned over on her back to see the closing monologue for The Dark Knight. She lay there on her back looking at the ceiling fan hoping that this day would go easy on her but she doubted it.
She had to be at work in two hours, but what she really wanted to so was lay in bed all day without interruptions. It was inevitable when she heard Jimmy Hendrix's Joe blaring from her cell phone. "Hello Sage what's is it?" Sage could hear the bitterness in her voice "You vampires never do mornings well do ya?" "We sure don't, we're not like demons that get up in the butt crack of femalefaketaxi welsh lad gets a sweet surprise oral and cause all kinds if mischief we like wait til night to cause hell, plus I am not feeling so hot today.
It's the anniversary of my parent's death, so why should I be all chipper?" "Oh dear you re-lived the past again did you? You told me this happens every year, I am sorry hun." "Aw don't worry about it, I will take on the day with small steps.
Speaking of which I have to get ready for work." "AH yes that reminds me stay low and keep an even lower profile the hunters are going to be out tonight, along with Eva and her minions out to hunt you down so please be careful. Although I am powerful a demon I cannot protect you from her just yet, so please be very careful." "I will, and thank you so much for helping me get through this Matthias thing I really needed it." "You welcome kiddo, now get your sexy ass to work, and I will come by to check on you, ok." "Ok bye." She hung up the phone with dread, and a sick feeling began to boil in the pit of her stomach.
Not only today was the anniversary of her parent's death, but she had to be on the look out for Eva. Matthias was just pure evil, hell he was to damn evil for some demons. And just for that reason she knew his wife Eva is just as bad.
Finding her center piece of mind she calmed herself to not think about these things. Like always she will keep a low profile, and keep herself entertained so the day will quickly pass her by. Once she was calm, she released a breath got up and started her day. To Be Continued. Here is a story I did under a different pin name on another website.
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