Skye and I looked at each other then we ran back to our room and went straight into the shower.“Do we have to wear these things?” Skye asked as a ...aked staff girl gave us each a life-jacket.“Yes Skye, you do. What would happen if you hit something that is floating just below the surface and banged your head?”“I’d sink.”“Not if your were wearing this, now let me put it on you.”“It’s covering my tits and that strap will press on my pussy.”“Yes it will, but there’s no one out here to show your. ”“Really?” Becky said, gripping the left side of her jacket with her right hand, and the right side with her left hand. “Muscles like these?”Becky didn’t pull her track jacket off, she ripped it to shreds. Then she tore off her track pants like they were those warm up pants that basketball players use. But they totally weren’t. I felt tears welling up in my eyes. Becky was standing there in high heels and pig tails, wearing blue tights that went down to her calves, even though they couldn’t. "Fucking knock me up!" She screamed, another orgasm raging throughout her entire being, "Plant your black bastard in my white belly!! AH! I'm cumming!!" Her white pussy clamped down around him again, a pale delicate lily swallowing a dark venomous snake. He held her trembling hips and continued fucking as release cascaded over her, making her yelp and moan and beg incoherently for his hard black cock and his thick black sperm."White bitch wants to be bred black," he said, his whole ebony body. The result was a program that gave you the shivers, with its accuracy.We each had a copy of the result of that collaboration. Levy and John were absolute geniuses when it came to math. While I was no slouch, I could never have come up with what these two gave me to program.I kept an eye open, hoping I would run into 'my' mystery girl again. I had to see her, but I was not going to allow thoughts of her to interfere with my classes, or my life... or so I thought.For the next week I could not get.