I was evicted from the fresher’s competition as I had some issues with a senior girl. Ashi was the runner up as Ms. Fresher. I feel she actually des...erved it, she wore a maroon sari that day and looked damn hot because the fabric was in contrast to her skin. She showed off her sexy navel and her fair skin could have had any man get an instant hard-on. I complimented her on her looks and just said “If only, I could….”. She asked “what??!!”, I dismissed the matter somehow and went away as I had to. His hands reached up and grabbed at my ribs as he used me to push himself harder and faster. I lay there on my hands and knees moaning like a whore. “You like my cock in you baby?” Oh god now he was talking dirty to me in that voice. “Yes sir it feels so good,” I said back in between my moans. “Do you want to be my sissy little slut?” My god this man had a way with words in normal conversation and in the heat of the moment. “God yes sir I want to be your slut!” I screamed out as his cock was. They don't have aclue, and you know it. Besides, I saw the way that boy James looked atyou when he met you." I'm not dancing with him Mom, no matter what!" Whatever you say dear, just relax and enjoy it."We touched up our lipstick, then rejoined our table mates just as themen were let in. Sara saw them first, and we watched them as they touredthe room with their eyes, looking for us, then Ken saw us and pointed.As they walked across the floor, Mom was asked to dance by a tall guy ina gray suit,. She followed him to his apartment. * Once inside, James flipped a switch a video display and the image of a white woman, dressed in African regalia, a primitive black man began dancing. The distant sound of drums could be heard in the background. Their bodies intertwined as they moved. The set was decorated with the same regalia on the walls of James’ apartment-sanctuary. “Sit down.” It was a command. Sherri took the same position with her body in the chair as she had been trained to do..