My Girlfriend Claimed to Be a Virtuous Woman, but Then She Gave Birth to a Black Baby
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I found a pair of battered-up lingerie stockings in my girlfriend's bag. My gaze locked on the irregular yellowish stains on them, and I froze. I stayed silent, doing nothing but secretly pouring some fiery hot chili oil into the lube. From that day on, I became a regular at the hospital. Not for me, though. It was for the genes of a Black man. The day she gave birth, she clutched the newborn Black baby, her expression manic, as if struck by lightning. "No, wait, who put this in my belly?!" 1 Chloe and I had been together for almost two years, but things had never gotten truly…