Tommy walked in, poured a cup and sat down at the table opposite me."You couldn't sleep either?" He asked."Hardly a wink," I replied.Silence. We sat a...d drank our coffee without another word. I caught him staring at me several times. Finally I asked, "What? You're staring at me again, what is it?" Sorry, Josh, I'm just looking at the best friend I've ever had. This may be the last time we are ever together." WHAT! Why do you say that, Tommy? Are you not going to be my friend anymore?" Will you. When he turned around, he noticed another reflection in the distance, “but isn’t that a wall or something over there,” he said, pointing with a gloved hand.As Jasmine started around one of the columns to look where he was pointing, her feet went out from under her and she landed hard on her rear.“Oh, shit, that hurt,” she gasped out as she tried to get her feet under her so she could stand again.“Easy,” he said, kneeling beside her. “Are you hurt?” he asked, the concern evident in his. " Me?" Yeah, you're a bedroom negra. How much money do you make for your master?" He looked at me and we knew the answer. "None at all. If every white man in the South had a bedroom negra, shit, the whole country would collapse." It would not!" I laughed at him."Hell yeah it would," he nodded. "Think about it. It'd be like feeding a couple million people who didn't grow anything. Didn't make anything or build anything. All they do is consume and..." Fuck?" I stuck my tongue out at him." .... In class, I didnt see anyone else doing what I couldnt help doing. Id be arching my neck backwards with my eyes closed, as I fingered myself and moaning as I cum. My fellow class mates would snicker amongst themselves, as they knew what I was getting up too. I would feel so embarrassed so after, as I could see them staring at me and giggling. Gee does she need a boyfriend badly, I heard someone say, one time. They giggled even more amongst themselves. I spent more time in class with my fingers.