Woah Meg, are you okay? she asked me when she sat down. Jackie…I need to tell you something but I dont know if I can, just as I said that, Mister La...slavic walked in. Hi Megan, he said as he walked to his desk. Hi, I said with a smile. Whats that all about? Jackie looked at me. Nothing, I looked down. Class began. Laz was talking about demographics, but I couldnt focus on it at all. I sat at my desk and drew circles in my notebook. I was almost afraid to look up at him. Megan, want to add. A spark of energy flowing through my skin. The hair on the back of my neck raised.I giggled like a school girl as I made my way through the room to his couch. he politely asked me to be patient as he had just got out of the shower and needed to finish up.I waited impatiently as I scoped the room, looking at his big posters of African a****ls. His furnishings were modern and quite impressive for a bachelor fro Nigeria.He didn't take long at all to finish up and join me on the couch. We made. It was so kinky to see you being so dirty with a Brutish thug. And I don’t know why it turns me on that he’s black. it must be that it’s taboo still. When he walked you on the pier on the leash in front of those old white man fishing they where giving you the most nastiest looks. but I bet everyone of those guys went hone and rubbed one out thinking about you. you know Dave, Roosevelt’s rules said no fucking and only one bj a week but we can masturbate together. Dina opened her legs and started. Tried to cover up the yellowing with make-up. Didn’t work. Probably told pimp she wasn’t going back out, after our talk. Pimp probably showed her why that was a bad idea. Looks pretty nervous–keeps looking at the dark places. Must’ve taken a lot to work the nerve up to come back out, tonight. Whore working up the courage to whore. Irony. Don’t see how they do it. Not like in the comics. Can’t see the whole world from on top of a building. Can only see the street. Can only see where the.