She asked me if I liked her legs. I was speechless and mumbled or stutters something like "Fantastically... sexy."She then said as she had showed me h...r stockinged legs, it would only be neighbourly if I showed her mine! She said that when she came round for the coffee (which was a genuine request) she couldn't help but notice the bump under my trousers, where my suspender straps tugged at my stocking tops.I was very nervous; no one had ever seen me in my 'kit' before. She reassured me saying. Just then the elevator door opened and my Goddess boss walked out with a tall black man at her side and I fell into step with them. I later learned his name was Russell. As they went through to have their passes checked I just followed her in. One of the men was going to ask for my pass but realized I was just one of the many drones, even if I was white. Everyone at the event, except a few other drones and some staff, was black.I followed her around, making notes of conversations, and taking. And...this is the story of how i grew to love being one.I've always had a wide variety of women in my life, i've always had 2-3 girlfriends at a time to fulfull the many needs i like fulfilled. Theres always a showpiece, a sweet motherly giver, and a dirty whore when it comes to me. For the last 13 yrs my dirty whore has been a BBW mom of 6 with medium looks - a moderate squirter/occasional creamer who is a constant pleaser with lots of curves and crannies and who is currently on her 3rd. You are a very nice looking young lady that is clearly evident." Thank you sir but it makes me sad the way you live alone like this all your life. People need company; you know, loving company." You shouldn't worry about things like that Cassandra. I am self-sufficient and have everything I need; an excellent housekeeper and a large circle of peers at the university as well as many acquaintances in the community." Oh sir I know you are very well respected and loved by everybody but you have no.