More Powerful Than Coke?
When my older sister and I were active in the lifestyle (1970’s -1980’s) our Black men in Atlanta used to shoot us up with something that had us feeling like we were looking at ourselves, and feeling what was being done to us. But, we were unable to resist. We wanted to do whatever they wanted. Several of the Black men in the group were doctors. The effects seemed to vary from woman to woman. I don’t remember the guys taking anything. Some of the drugs went into our thighs, others into our butts, and others into our breasts. I remember waking-up in Jeanne’s bedroom one Sunday night with my breasts and my sisters being much larger and very sore. My vulva and anus were also very sore. Last thing I remembered was Ronny stripping me on Friday night… But, both J.D.(Jeanne’s boyfriend) and Ronny (his younger brother) seemed very happy. -Angie
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