I love DPP and on occasion my imagination gets the better of me and my mind starts wandering. I wrote this up and though I'd run it by this subreddit and see if anyone would have an interesting in hearing a continuation.
Anyways, without further ado, here's the story:
Let me tell you a story. I didn't learn about this 'till much later. This is based on a true story. I married a proper southern man. The guy next door to my girl next door. He's sweet, smart, intelligent. A perfect husband to me. He's career was on track until he met you.
You (Marcus) are strong, powerful, intelligent, black and very sexy and dangerous to my somewhat more sheltered upbringing. Many generations ago it seems, Jason's family were slave owner down in South Carolina. His family, the Wards were notorious for their cruelty towards african americans and your ancestors were no exception. Naturally you know that Jason had nothing to do with it personally. But there is something very rewarding about setting him up for failure and now having him work beneath you. Being able to keep on demoting him on a whim brings a certain pleasure. That and the proper country boy just rubs you the wrong way. Fucking with him is just fun in general.