"So built for a black man?" I questioned as he moved back and told me he is done with the shelf."That arse" he replied "you've got a huge round booty ...nd thighs which us black men love" he went on. I blushed. I knew I had assets that black men wanted. I would often find myself being stared at by crowds of black men or being Wolf whistled as I passed them in the street.And what happened next is what changed my life. I don't know what came over me but I turnt back round facing away from Marlon. ”“I think it’s silly to be scared of an angel on Christmas Eve,” said Beth. “But you are a silly bear, aren’t you?”“The sky is getting light,” Thomas said, looking at the window and then standing and dressing in haste. “Where are you going?”“I need to check on something. The horses.”“They’re all to bed. What’s the matter?” She rose and began dressing herself, but Thomas stopped her.“I only need a walk to clear my head. You should rest.”“If you’re sure?” Beth said, lingering over the last word.. As I was dressing to leave she said now that she knew well enough she would give me one of her special massages next time. About 2 weeks later I made a appointment, curious as to what the special massage would involve. She showed me in told me to undress and lie on the massage table face down and she would be back soon. After a few minutes she came back in wearing a bikini top that is holding up a magnificent pair of boobs and a very short pleated skirt "that’s a much better uniform” I. Obviously, I thought. As you can tell she isn’t exactly the smartest pea in the pod. After that short conversation my mind was focused on that hot substitute. “Are we still on for tonight”“Umm I guess”“Great see you there babe”“Hello class my name is, as you can see on the board, Ms. Tharpe. Your regular teacher, Ms.Herman, will no longer be with you at this moment so for now I will be your regular teacher” As any 17 year old virgin (yes I’m still a virgin) my hormones were raging and I.