Been gone over three years now. Then just recently I received a letter from someone that knows her. A black man. In it he told me how she had been set... up and now loved black cock. Here's part of that letter. And no, I don't have pics, but he told me enough about her that I believe it. She has a mark or two on her that he identified.He told me this. Said that he ran into her at a college football game and for a few weeks kept talking and sitting with her. Then after one game gave her his. As he felt her reach her orgasm, he pushed up into her, cumming hard as she came as well. As they both finished cumming, Janet leaned back down, kissing Robert and thanking him. He thanked her back, as she moved off him, and headed to the bathroom to get ready for work. Once Janet was at work, the morning went fairly normal. When she saw Clyde or Earl, they made their comments as normal. However, a little while after lunch everything changed.Janet was in the stockroom getting some supplies for. Her hair flowed down over her shoulders to her breastbone, and my breath caught in my throat.She walked to her suitcase where I had set it on my dresser. She noticed my stare, and she stopped and looked at me. “What?”“You’re beautiful.”She flushed from her chest to her ears. “I’m just me. Stoppit, you’re embarrassing me.” She turned to retrieve a pair of brightly colored socks from her suitcase, and sat down on my bed to put them on. “Which side is yours?”“Lady’s choice,” I said with a. "Don't laugh! That's one of the reasons I was reluctant to goout. I didn't want people to see Claire Kent with a red S on her chest andthink, gee, there's something familiar about this. Those outfits arepretty tame compared to the ones today. We wore saddle shoes, just like inclass. Our wool skirts fell just below the knee, and our sweaters werebulky. Nowadays they're out there in those thin tops that leave nothing tothe imagination, tiny pleated skirts and go-go boots." Oh, that reminds me,.