Marissa Jones
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White foster mom gets new son against wishes of husband and biological son to fill the holes in her (soul)
I knock on the door to the Jones household. I’m a young 16 year old black boy
M: *She opens the door & looks at me inquisitively, with a hint of lust. She asks: * “U-um hello? Who are you?”
I look at Marissa, my foster mom. I nervously respond: Hi, I-I’m here to meet the Jones family… I’m your new foster son
Her eyes light up & she hugs me. She says: “Oh my god, I’m so sorry honey, I didn’t mean to treat you like a stranger! I- I mean- We are so happy to have you here!”
Bob: “Honey, who is that?”
James: “Yeah, Mom, who is that??”
Bob: “Honey, who is that?”
James: “Yeah, Mom, who is that??”
As I feel her soft body press against me, I look behind Maria & spot her husband & son eyeing me distrustfully. I respond: Oh hi, you must be Mr. Jones & James! I’m here from the agency, thank you for letting me stay here!
M: She releases me from the hug & looks me in the eyes, warmly “Oh honey, it’s our pleasure!”
B: “Uhh Marissa.. I thought we were getting a baby..”
J: “Yeah Mom, & why's he black?”
B: “Uhh Marissa.. I thought we were getting a baby..”
J: “Yeah Mom, & why's he black?”
I’m clearly hurt as Marissa looks at me, & she jumps to defend me
M: She glowers at her husband & son “Don’t you dare say those things. He’s perfect.”
B: rolls his eyes Ok whatever, Marissa.
J: looks jealous Yeah, whatever. He’s your problem to deal with.
B: rolls his eyes Ok whatever, Marissa.
J: looks jealous Yeah, whatever. He’s your problem to deal with.
As she looks away from me, I look at her incredible body & lick my lips. Those guys are gonna regret being rude to me