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CAUTION: This story is not politically correct. It includes the humiliation and degradation of willing and maybe not so willing black women. The "n" word is used liberally.
by Neal
The two women's relationship had started many years earlier. In fact, at one time Jocelyn had been Mary's babysitter. The young white girl learned early on that the black teenager treated her deferentially in spite of her younger age and that she enjoyed it immensely.
"Jocelyn!" she called out. "Fetch us some cookies!"
Mary had a couple friends over while her father and mother were out for the evening. Her parents had the idea that they'd left Jocelyn in charge. Nothing could be further from the truth.
"Yes'm, Miz Mary," answered the pretty colored girl who went to the kitchen to find what her young mistress desired.
Mary's friends all giggled at the display as they sat on the living room carpet, magazines with pictures of dreamy teen heartthrobs on the covers.
"I can't believe she lets you order her around like that!" said Brittany, a blonde girl who was Mary's best friend.
"Well, now you see for yourself!" beamed Mary. "She's like my own private servant. She likes doing things for me. I think it's sweet."
Jocelyn returned with a plate of oatmeal cookies and set them on the floor where the girls could reach them.
"Here you are, ladies," said the colored girl. "Kin I git you anythin' else, ma'am?"
"No, that's all for now," said Mary as the other girls watched Jocelyn's face. "You have my permission to go."
"Thank you, ma'am," she replied and returned to the kitchen to busy herself with the dinner dishes Mary's parents had left for her to do.
Mary's friends all giggled some more.
"Ma'am?" exclaimed Alicia, Mary's next door neighbor. "She calls you ma'am?"
"Well, duh!" retorted Mary. "You just heard her, didn't you? And I don't think it's funny. I think it's precious. She's a good girl. My parents like her, too. Good thing they don't know who's really in charge here while they're gone!"
All the girls laughed at that. They munched cookies and returned to looking at the teen magazines.
"Cookies always make me thirsty," Brittany announced. "I want some milk."
"Jocelyn!" Mary called out. "Bring us some milk, girl!"
"Yes'm, Miz Mary," Jocelyn called back from the kitchen.
Moments later she emerged carrying three glasses of cold milk. The white girls all watched as the black teenager set the glasses down on the coffee table next to where they sat.
"Here's your milk, ladies," she said.
"You aren't like the other high school girls, Jocelyn," said Alicia. "My babysitters won't do nothin' for me. They just yack on the phone with their stupid boyfriends."
"Yeah, how come you're so nice?" asked Brittany.
"I likes to please you girls," said the black teenager. "White girls like you deserve to be served proper by nigga girls like me."
Mary's friends were left slack jawed by Jocelyn's answer.
"Did you just say..." Brittany started, but finished in a whisper, "nigger?"
"Yes, ma'am," replied the negro girl. "I's a nigger. Ever since I's a girl I knows I wants to take care o' white folks. I saw movies on TV and read stuff in school about slaves and massas. I knows they take care o' me if'n I take care o' them. So I likes to take care o' Miz Mary an' her folks. I wants to please dem, so I do like they say."
"Wow," murmured Alicia. "You'd do what ever we say?"
"I's Miz Mary's nigga," said Jocelyn. "If'n she say so, den I do it."
"Would you do our homework?" continued Alicia.
"I's jus' a nigga, ma'am," sighed the colored girl. "You prob'ly best off doin' yo' own homework."
"Then go get me a jelly sandwich." Alicia was determined to have the black girl do something for her.
Jocelyn looked to Mary, who nodded her approval.
"Yes, ma'am," she answered. "All dey gots is strawberry. Dat ok?"
"Uh huh," Alicia grinned with glee.
Jocelyn disappeared into the kitchen.
"Oh, wow!" Brittany exclaimed. "I can't believe she said she's a nigger! And how she wants to be your servant! I wish I had a nigger girl like her."
"Well, you'll just have to find your own," Mary said as she looked towards the kitchen where Jocelyn went about carrying out her mistress's wants.
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