I am cute Asian girl who likes to sit next to big black men on subway. I will not sit down until I see one. Just not anyone; has to be big and black, like Wesley, Wesley Snipes. I make sure when I sit down he sees me and realizes that I am a good Asian girl and not some Asian hoe who only wants sex or money.

I am on the A train to Brooklyn. I have walked through six cars looking for my black man and my feet feel like I walk on needles, five inch nails. Ohhh! I finally see him now but the window seat next to him is taken. Young latina woman with big tits, greasy hair and lots of acne sitting next to my black man with her legs wide open.Don’t you know he doesn’t want you next to him? He needs good Asian girl with sweet scent perfume and tight pencil skirt with tasteful split up back to ride next to. You jump off train now and let me ride with my man who I have chosen!

Hmmm, Latina bitch/hoe/scank get off at this stop and I ease into my place next to my black man and drink in his fragrance. He smells like fury and tenderness. I sit as close as I can without touching, I can feel his aura collide with mine. He looks at me for a moment and I turn my head quickly-no eye contact, ever! That’s my rule. Just sap his energy by removing his essence with my breath. I inhale him in and exhale me out. I own him but he doesn’t know. I control now,his thoughts, movements, even his bowels. Until he bores me, then I find my next perfect big black man to pass the time until i get off this A train.

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