”Courtney was still puzzled, “So what has that to do with me?”Ramiro looked at her and explained, “They knew I was having sex with a beautiful...white woman. I could not help but brag. I was careful so they would not know who. Most of them have never had such good fortune. They tell me all the time that if they could do that then my debt would be forgiven.”Courtney was surprised and pleased. She hadn’t realized that there was more to fuckinAAg him than just the simple pleasure of being with a. And then, then I found a good job. Itwas in a bar-slash-restaurant; one of those places that has comfybooths, neat little tables, and a great music selection. The staff arealways friendly, the background music is mellow and easy-listening, andthe waitresses always look hot. That kind of place, y'know? But therewas a problem; when I turned up, the manager (a nice guy in a bumblingkind of way), told me I could have the job if I 'sort yourself out,girl. Put on some makeup, do something with that. Toni and Erica and I have much higher IQs. That’s just a fact, we got tested.”“Good job she looks like a goddess then, isn’t it?”“Don’t say that to her! She hates people suggesting she can use her looks because she has no brains. I don’t mean she has no brains. She just thinks that”“I’ll be careful what I say”We were back and I went up to wash the salt off and dress properly. I noticed that someone (Fiona? Erica?) had diplomatically put my ‘clean’-ish pants in my bag rather than leaving them. But when he would arrive home, pull out his laptop, and take off his pants, he wouldn’t do so to evaluate his performance that day. No, the reason that he did so was a girl – his best student – Caroline Fairweather.It just so happened that Caroline sat front and center in the camera frame every single day. And if Mr. Livshitz’ class was a TV show, Caroline would be the leading lady. She stood 5”6’, with hair that could be braided one day and permed the next. Her dark skin brought.