.....Tell you about them another. She promised to give it back the next day.The next day I went to her for my book. She told that she will search for ...it and give it to me. I waited and she didn’t come even after a few minutes had passed. I decided to check and found her bent in the storeroom of our institute searching for it. Her ass was poking out.She hadn’t seen me yet as I was hiding to enjoy the scene more. I don’t know from where an asst teacher of our institute came inside the storeroom from one of the classes. He. Counselor would work out great.While Suzi kept Joey's and my younger crowd entertained, our older boys helped us set up Suzi's tent and equipment. It was difficult to curb their curiosity about the two big bottles of purple liquid. And if Suzi's trunk hadn't made such a loud squeak when one of the boys opened it, I'm certain they would have found all sorts of interesting things inside."Shit, Suzi. What did you do? Empty the toy box before you left?" Joey asked pulling out three different types. " Nor are most of us turned on with being viewed as a "fetish" or wanted for our "BBC's", treated as property, used as the "Mandingo" , employed as your lovers, etc. I realize that there are a lot of black men out there who are into that type shit - but "I" find it extremely offensive and degrading. A lot of you need to realize that my sentiments are shared by just as many blacks who agree with me, than those who disagree. SO, please refrain from engaging me on some "Hello, I'm white and I love.