If I could make one fantasy come true, it would be this:
I can my wife and tell her I've heard about a really good new restaurant. I tell her to meet me there after work with our daughters. I tell them I have already made a reservation in my name.
It's not really a restaurant but is really a bar with an almost 100 percent black clientele. Everything has been pre-arranged so when they ask for the table, that's the signal for the guy who runs the place.
He seats them while someone else locks the doors. All the men in the bar gather around their table, pull them to their feet and start to pull their clothes off and grope them. For the next three hours, them men do whatever they want to my wife and daughters, and do not take no for an answer.
The next day, I get an email with a link to a video of the whole thing.
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