Her shoulder length brown hair was always dyed with streaks of blonde through it which I always found amazingly sexy. She also had one of the nicest ...asses in school. It was the perfect size, but nice and round. The kind you would expect on a black girl, but she was not. Yet of all her features I probably loved her eyes and lips the most. She had deep blue eyes that could melt me and her pouty, full lips I'm sure drove more than just a couple guys crazy. She was hot, and I had wanted to. I threw my suitcase next to the bed and flopped down on it, almost sinking in to the soft luxurious mattress. Only now did I realize how tired I really was, in between the court case, custody, and being shipped here there wasnt much time for sleep. I felt the warm embrace of sleep wash over me as I gently began to snore.Ughhh... what the fuck... what's going on...groggily my eyes flickered open, it was dark all around me, for a second the unfamiliar surroundings threw me. Ahh that feels so. It became easier to not be seen than to put up with the stares and the muttered comments, so I stopped going out in the daytime. I got my qualifications through the open university, and I did IT work from home. I could go weeks without seeing a soul, and that was how I liked it. I did let my guard down at one point. When I was in my early 20s and the internet was in its infancy I used to post on a couple of techie bulletin boards. One of the men who posted there began an email correspondence. There were quite few people attending, some familiar some not. Anyway the party was going ok but around 10.30 I really needed the toilet. I went upstairs only to find the door locked. I decided to wait outside on the landing. Soon a chap I recognised came upstairs."if it's locked there's an en suite in the room across there he pointed" "thanks" I said and walked into the room and en suite. I hadn't noticed but the chap had walked in behind me and shut the door. I had relieved myself and nearly.