She had not white-blonde hair, pure white, with grey eyes and olive skin, a wondrous blend of Arab and Berber traits. She had grown up under Muammar Q...addafi’s rule, but had to flee that country when he was toppled and the various warlords filled the vacuum with their brutality and slavery. Ol’ “Brother Colonel” was a flawed ruler, but he was evidently the lesser evil compared to what followed him.“I will NEVER forget this, Frank! Never!” Samira assured me as she planted several kisses all over. ” Practice went as normal. At the end of practice, I thought we were missing a few bodies. Glancing around, I noticed Cassie and the coaches missing. As we headed for the showers, the torment resumed full force. “Alright sluts.” One of the head girls piped up. “Get naked and get those towels and soap ready. You’re going to be our wash bitches this morning!” Without hesitation I stripped and headed towards the clean towel bin. On the way over there a senior strolled by and gave my ass a hard. How did he get so blessed as to have her for a girlfriend?“Hi,” she smiled, approaching him and wrapping her arms around him before giving him a warm kiss.“Hi, what brings you here?” he wondered, still holding her in his arms.“You, of course. I had nothing to do this afternoon, so I thought I would come to visit my special man,” she said quietly before kissing him once more.“I’m a lucky guy,” he said as they broke. “I was thinking of you. Did you have something you wanted to do this. “I figured that between the two of you, maybe you could introduce me to some people.” She said, and Erin shrugged. “I don’t see why not.” She said. “I’ll make some calls.” Tia said, and Jamie looked at Noah, who nodded. “Thank you!” She yelled out, as she turned back towards her friends.A week later, Jamie sat on her couch, looking over some of her notes. Thanks to Erin and Tia, she was able to interview half a dozen people in person, and another ten more over the phone, being from places that.