After sitting for 5 minutes, I didn't meet any more passers-by. Having finally decided not to engage in nonsense, and walk home, I got up from the ben...h, but suddenly my attention was attracted by a very unusual picture. A very beautiful and slender blonde was walking down the alley. Yes, this part of the picture is not surprising. But with her by the hand was a tall and muscular black guy. Why is the picture unusual? Because it is almost impossible to meet a black person in these places. And I. I awoke that morning not realising my life was about to change for ever. I dressed and ate breakfast gathered my stuff and made my way out to catch the bus to school, just as I did every other morning before that.I walked down the stairway of the communal close in which we lived, my head down on my phone, checking messages when his voice suddenly alerted me to his presence.Our neighbour was standing in his doorway, picking up his two bottles of milk, i assumed, could be it was just staged to. The next group of four classes are the Gallant Royalty (CL-20 to CL-23, about 520 members who wear the purple and yellow), and finally the remainder of Royalty (CL-16 to CL-19, close to 3600 members who wear the purple and are addressed at Great Mufeto.)I had just made CL-20 four days ago. It's a big jump, to trade the purple, green, and blue to purple and yellow. I went from top fish in a big pond to new fish in a much more exclusive environment. The classes of CL-20 to CL-23, now 521 in. He was wearing charcoal slacks over his slim hips and tight ass, black leather loafers, and a dark green collared shirt over his broad shoulders, his sleeves rolled over his sinewy forearms to reveal a light fuzz of hair. I stood in the doorway, one hand clutching the shoulder strap of my messenger bag, my other hand on the brass doorknob. I was biting my lip, wondering if his pubic hair would be as light and fuzzy as the hair on his arms. I must have made a small sound, because he turned and.