Howdy, folks. How are you doing? Welcome to the Ultimate Black House Party. It's a party where Black folks get it on in every way possible. Anything goes around here. Don't say you weren't warned. The only rule is that nobody gets hurt, permanently. Otherwise, anything goes. The men and women of this House are the Black Elite. They were brought to this secluded, privately owned desert island by plane. Upon their arrival they were greeted by Master Blalock, the Agency's renowned Master of Ceremonies. This tall, good-looking, bald-headed Black gentleman in his late forties is a high-ranking employee of the Agency and was accompanied by his minion, a shifty-eyed, beautiful young woman of Hispanic origin.
Master Blalock was a longtime employee of the Agency, which was supposedly white-owned but exclusively minority-operated. To say these people were high-profile would have been a somewhat of an understatement. Black male and female college presidents, business leaders, world-famous best-selling authors, Supreme Court judges, high-profile professional athletes and so on. They come here to do their thing. It's the one place where they can do whatever they want without fear of their business being revealed to the wrong people. If you're in the public eye, you definitely don't want to be found in a compromising position. For reasons of safety, the names of some of the people have been changed. Let's watch. For our purposes, although there are a dozen Black men and women here, we shall focus on an especially kinky quartet whose activities proved more creative and entertaining than all of the others combined.
