If I didn't know Mya, I would have been sure she had a touch of black mixed into her genetic pool."Well, I was close by and I just left the older lady...who is normally here is in the break room." I replied in a light tone."Can I try these on?" she asked without any hesitation.I glanced down at what she held up and swore I could see a thong mixed in with some clothing that looked way to small for her. Then again, everything she wore outside of school looked like it was painted on. She really. You moan softly as I begin to stroke your silky clitoris. I push against your back just a littler harder and you lean further forward until the cool glass is against your right cheek. You are looking at me over your shoulder as you begin to rise in excitement. Your wetness is dripping down my fingers. ‘My – you are an enthusiastic little thing aren’t you, dear?’ ‘Yes, yes.’ ‘Yes what, darling?’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ ‘Good Girl. You know that tonight is very special, don’t you sweetie?’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ ‘Mmmm. “We like Negroes too,” Jackie divulged.“Why don’t you take off those Zoot suits,” Vivian suggested.Alvin and Junior stripped down to their short, autumn unions - one-piece underwear sets with a tank top style upper and legs coming down the thigh. Harry was already wearing just a pair of striped shorts, now referred to as boxers, and a T-shirt which came down past to his thighs.Donnie poured more absinthe for everyone. Vivian was already running his slender fingers over Junior’s solid body.. I smiled to myself and took notes, possibly for the first time ever, for the remainder of the class. As soon as it was dismissed, I rushed over to Ophelia’s dorm or res or whatever they called it and rang the doorbell.Ophelia answered, looking lively yet simultaneously like she was only getting less sleep. She was dressed only in some kind of bathrobe, and her chest was heaving. “Hey, hi, thanks for coming,” she breathily, almost seductively yet clumsily, told me. “Come on in.”“Hey, thanks,” I.