She is always out drinking and picking up men. All kinds of men, black men too. She says that once I have tried a black cock, I will crave it forever....I don't know about that, I've never been with a black man.I'm not a racist. I have nothing against black people. I've never met any of them that I found attractive. I shouldn't say that, because it isn't true.I've seen a few black men at the gym who are good looking. I guess a black man has never asked me out. I don't like to ask men out, that. Ashley says “fuck me! I want you so much.”Claudia sits up and pushes her away. “Just wait, Ash. When you booked this room, the confirmation message came to my email and I wondered what you were up to. I’ve been watching you for the last month and I’ve seen how you stare at me. How you try to look up my skirt and be so discreet about it. You’re a very naughty girl, Ash, to disobey and lie to your boss and try to manipulate her. Do you know how I’m going to punish a naughty girls like that?”“You. . perdone, por favor." She stood up and bolted from the room anddown the hall. Despite the panic she was feeling, she enjoyed runningfor the first time in three years, even in the short cheerleader'sskirt she was wearing. By some instinct, she headed straight for theGirls' Room. She went inside and stared at her face in the mirror.The girl staring back looked a lot like her former, male self. Herhair was the same brown color it had always been, but it was longer,almost shoulder length, and. His only apparent concession to the traditions of the past was the small, ornamental shamrock he wore in his lapel."If there be no more stupid questions, then we can begin..." Nancy smiled at the cantankerous professor as he began his Thaumaturgy 201 lecture. She was up with the material; nothing too tough. Even still, Professor Sheamus had a strict reputation. Unique among Fae, male or female for his effective, no-nonsense teaching style. Everywhere he went, his colleagues all affirmed that.