"This is pretty good party. I'm glad you talked us into coming. I didn't think it would be as much fun." You get people into costumes, and they get a ...ittle crazy, sometimes," Kirsten said. "Especially if they get loaded up a little." Speaking of getting loaded up a little," Mike said. "Is everybody ready for another round? I've given up on trying to get a waiter over here. I'm willing to fly." Yeah, sure," Mark said."I really shouldn't," Jackie said. "But what the hell?" Might as well get me. Like before, she was only vaguely aware of going to her locker, or talking with her friends, or sitting in her classes – she knew she was doing these all of these things, but it was like she was watching someone else do them, and she only was observing what was going on. She didn't notice much else. She certainly didn't notice all the guys in the hallways and her classes staring wantonly at her tits and ass, or the whistles they made as she walked by, or the sharp looks or snickering or. Both of them lay there and each knowing that this was a seduction that would neither would ever forget.The theater show had long ended but she never saw it since the beginning. What she did see was what a lustful African could do with a young white girl. Abiola then picked Dana up and carried her limp white body back to her tent. After they arrived he laid her on the mattress while undressing her. As he removed his shorts she lay there gazing at him astonished at just how black this African. Michelle got up from her desk, re-adjusting her hoodie a bit, slipping on her one sandal, and grabbing her stuff. Jennifer was transfixed. She couldn’t take her eyes off of Michelle. As she came around to the front of her desk to leave her pencil case slipped out and fell under her desk. She bent over to pick it up, which meant that her ass was pointing right at Jennifer. Jennifer couldn’t believe it. Her she was, being a teacher, one of her students was bending over in front of her, and all.