REPARATIONS - Racism Is Not Ok - Extract

Inside Goddess Foxie Fox's deeper lair, there was this silence that was quite troubling. Foxie brushed imaginary dust off the front of her perfect white dress and there was the wobble of her more than generous black breasts that were being held up by some feat of couture engineering.

"Look, you got me. There is guilt that I don't want to live with any more. That's why I contacted you, that's why I made the donation. That's why I want to keep making donations, so that your people and all people of colour can be helped."

Stefani was back peddling a bit. She was in a panic because she didn't know what this woman was going to do with the information she had about her.

"That's very magnanimous of you - to keep donating to help 'my people' and all people of colour!"

And now Foxie was throwing her long dark brown hair back laughing softly. It was like she wasn't ruffled in the slightest. It was like she was just saying what needed to be said in that polite, perfect way that she spoke.

"I didn't mean it like that Goddess Foxie Fox, I promise you."

But yes she did. She'd been thinking that she could make this offer and not need to touch, or not need to go anywhere near the 'sexual' element that was part of this vicious circle that she was in. She was desperately afraid that the more she said, the more this woman would find out, or the more she would deduce.

"You can call me simply 'Goddess' going forward. We Can cut the first level formalities from this point I think. And what I think is that there is more to this then just 'guilt'. Oh I have no doubt that you are suffering waves of guilt. The question is what are we going to do about that? What are we going to do about your offences to date? And about taking the offences of the rest of your family into consideration? Those offences go back literally decades - who knows how long really? You've got quite the 'rap sheet'. I'm more than convinced that laws of the land have been broken along the way. It really isn't case of there being a single silver bullet to put it all right. Rather it's going to have to be addressed over time."

Again there was this casual, absolute calm tone that Foxie used that Stefani just didn't expect even though she was being threatened in that understated way. And because she was met by this polite, black woman simply stating facts, there was no come back from her. Her whole vibe, her whole history was built on a toxic racism and she wasn't used to dealing with 'decent niggas' because in her book, decent niggas didn't exist. And so she was reduced to basic communications.

"Are you going to hand me in to the authorities?"

It was a fair question. Goddess Foxie spoke about 'offences' and the 'laws of the land'. It was only natural to think that this was leading up to such a conclusion.

"Do you think I should give the police a call? Get them down here and let them hear what you have to say? I mean I can do that. I don't have anything to hide. I sure as hell don't have the shady, nasty past you have."

One could imagine those words being hissed from behind gritted teeth and pouring from those deliciously full lips of Foxie. But again there was none of that - literally none. Foxie was a woman simply in control and in possession of facts and her tone remained neutral and soft.

"It's probably what I deserve."

Again, simple short communications from Stefani as the shock through her system rumbled on.

"I agree, you do deserve to be handed into your justice system to deal with. But that would be in an ideal world. We all know that despite the things you have done, justice in the real sense of the word would not prevail. This is a country with systematic, institutionalised racism at its core. You'd probably get away with a light slap on the wrist and do you think THAT would be fair to your victims?"

Foxie sat back and crossed her amazing legs and across a low table in some kind of reception area her eyes pierced into Stefani's. She was just letting her know in her own imitable way that she held all of the cards.

"No, it probably wouldn't be right. Not really. But what else is there?"

One had to assume that Stefani was accepting that her lot was up now and that she just needed to know what was going to happen. Even she knew there was no defence for what she'd done, or what her family had taken part in, in the past. Foxie took a lengthy sip of the wine and she swallowed slowly. She ran her tongue across her front teeth behind her lips. She could have been considering her answer, but she already knew what she was going to say. Her pause was so that Stefani was put into that area of self-doubt, with a hint of fear.

"I'll be taking care of this 'in-house'. I want your reparations to be conducive and comparable to your offences. You might not like the word 'offences' but it is what it is."

Foxie paused letting Stefani process what she'd said.

"In-house? I'm not sure what that means, if I'm honest Goddess."

There was so much going round Stefani's mind that she was having difficulty putting it all together in a form of logic she could work with. This wasn't how this was supposed to go down. When she'd made that donation, and when she'd been masturbating to the images in her mind of being subjugated to and by niggas, she was in control. She could dip in and out of that to her hearts content.

"Well, I think you can work enough out to know that your little run is over now. That your business as such will cease to be. I think it safe to say that your title 'Lady' Stefani, is no more and now you are simply another white woman owing reparations to 'us niggas' as a matter of course, right?"

There was a slight change to Foxie's voice but it was difficult to pin down. It was like she'd reached the point she wanted to reach and now she was turning it up a notch. For Stefani she was being stunned on a continuous basis. Every time Goddess Foxie opened her delicious mouth and words came out, it was devastating for her.

"I guess so. Yes, yes, it's over for me. I get that, I think."

And she swallowed dryly.

"Don't be so melodramatic Stefani. It's not ALL over for you, rather it's just beginning."