Wanda thought about it for all of a second. Despite the temptation to run, she knew she was far too drunk to escape, even if she did make it out of the door. She pushed open the door to the restroom and went inside. She was pleasantly surprised to find it was actually clean, despite the squaller of the rest of the building. She hiked her dress and pulled down her panties before squatting over the toilet.
"Ah!" she sighed in relief as her overly full bladder emptied itself. She thought furiously as she finished and wiped herself. Including the bartender, there were around a dozen men in the bar. She knew from what she had had to drink there was no way she could really escape. And, if she couldn't, neither of the others could, either. While the last thing she really wanted was to have what was sure to be unprotected sex with any black man, she knew deep down it was going to happen. Finally, she decided the best thing to do was talk to the other girls. Then, they would just do it and have it over with and done.
She didn't bother to put her panties back on since they would be coming off shortly. As she reached for the door, a nasty little voice in her head whispered, "Weren't you girls looking for some action? And now that you've found it, you're going to whine and say you changed your mind. So what if they're black. Aren't black cocks supposed to be bigger than white ones. Here's your chance to find out first hand. Go get'em girl!"
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