Black and White By Peter Malone Racial Family Fantasy As a writer I have had a lot of fantasies played out in my mind this is but one of them. The scenario is that there are these two neighboring families in Boston Mass. One is an African American family a working father and mother and one 20 year old daughter the other is a Single parent Caucasian family with a working mother and a 21 year old daughter. It seems though that about 18 years ago the Caucasian father ran of with one of the extended family members of the African Americans tree. The two families though have for the most part gotten along very well. It was during a nice summer night when it happened John Mark the African American male was out of town for a week on business. Carla the blond haired blue eyed Caucasian woman had decided to invite Janeta and her daughter Afra over for dinner with her and her daughter Sally a blond haired brown eyed caucasian girl. They talked a lot during the meal. They then adjourned to the family room. Janeta looked around noticing that Carla's house was not as fancy as hers was, Afra similarly noticed that Sally's dress wasn't as fancy as her own. They soon got to talking about work and money. "You know if you had, a husband I bet you could afford some more fancy stuff," said Janeta in a rudely suggestive tone. "Well we get along just fine " replied Carla in a gentile sort of way. All the while thinking that if they hadn't moved hear about 17 years ago her lover Bill Linedy wouldn't have met Janeta's cousin Tasha who he left her for. "Well it's nice that my mom and dad are together, I'm sorry that you haven't had the advantages that I've had, it's nice to know that I have both my parents looking out for me" said Afra in a superior sort of way. "I may not have had all the privileges you have had, but I have managed, and even though my dad may not be with us now I still care for him, and he still cares for me. He has sent me numerous letters telling me so," said Sally in a cheering voice. "I have gotten cards from my cousin Jan saying that she is having a great time in California. They are thinking about moving out there she said that Bill may be getting a job as a script writer and that she has a job as a showgirl for now," said Janeta trying to change the subject. "That's nice, Bill always was a good writer I'm glad that he will be putting his talents to use" replied Carla in a nice tone. "Mom Afra accidentally ripped my shirt when we were playing" said Sally as she came crying out of her room pointing to a hole on her sleeve. "Hey that was one of her most expensive shirts, I hope that you can pay for that Janeta " Said Carla in an angry tone. "Hey it was an accident, I don't have to pay for it. Besides if that frumpy thing is her best outfit you should have enough money to fix it," replied Janeta sharply. "Hey my outfit is not frumpy, and I happen to like it very much. I think that your daughter should pay for ruining my outfit,"replied Sally angrily. "You need to respect your elders maybe if your father had stuck around he would have taught you some manners like he is teaching Jan's kids" said Janeta. "That does it you and your cousin are both spoiled bitches Janeta you and your rich husband living next door just so you can save money and your rotten man steeling cousin isn't much better. So you have two choices either you cough up the money or I'll beat it out of you " replied Carla. "Well then come and get it, no one calls me or my cousin names and gets away with it" Said Janeta. She then stood up, as did her daughter as Carla went around the coffee table where they were drinking some sodas. Carla leapt at Janeta and both crashed to the floor. Sally wanting to get back at Afra went over and tore her white shirt open at the front reveling a red bra, Afra came back by ripping Sally's shirt off as well as her pink bra and then twisting Sally's breasts till she squealed in pain. Carla had taken Janeta's shirt off exposing a blue bra and had her turned over backwards with her arm behind her back in an armlock she was also trying to apply a necklock. Janeta rolled out of the situation then banging Carla into the nearby table. They both got up Janeta quickly went for one of the soda cans and threw it at Carla she ducked yet it landed on Afra's head who was on top of Sally in a breast to the face smother pin this gave Sally a chance to retaliate. Sally then rolled Afra over and tore off her red bra then pummeled Afra's exposed breasts. Sally then applied a scissor hold to her opponent. Afra tried to escape, but Sally had her scissor hold on tight. Carla had a small soda bottle that was still full and was trying to use it to knock Janeta out, yet couldn't get close enough to her Janeta then kicked Carla right in the pants, she immediately let go of the bottle as she doubled over in pain. Sally seeing her mom in trouble let go of Afra who was barely conscious and leapt onto Janeta's back tearing at her bra then going for a chokehold. Carla got up to see that her daughter had hold of a now topless Janeta she then proceeded to pummel Janeta's breasts then landed one incredible shot to the belly. Afra had managed to get up by this time yet was still wobbly she took down Carla though and proceeded to rip her clothes off and got her down to topless. Carla retaliated by pushing her off, and pushing her into a nearby wall pinning her there with her body. Carla then repositioned herself by putting her foot on Afra's exposed belly so as to hold her up, when Carla finally let Afra go she fell forward onto the floor. Sally had taken advantage of the beaten Janeta she had her down on the floor and was slapping her face. She then got up and stomped her foot into Janeta's pants. By this time Carla had finished with Afra. They both then took their opponents up and through the mother, daughter team out of the house and put them on their own back lawn, one on top of the other so that when they came too later they were a little embarrassed. The next month Janeta's family moved out they went to a richer part of town as for Sally's dress well two weeks later their was a check in the mail for 50 dollars signed John Mark.