Mr. Smith chaired the meeting. Before discussion began, he told everyone that they could speak for three minutes and she used every second to condemn ...ou guys as unsuitable to be around us young, impressionable kids. ‘I wanted to go next, but Mr. Smith was way ahead of me there. He asked Ms. Walker to speak next. She explained that the class had earned over seven and a half million dollars for the Sparta Hospital Fund and that most of that was from the efforts of the three students Mrs. Gillow. Now Alia, I need you to select two students to be your fuck-buddies – one male and one female. I’m sending you a video of the team – you’ll have to excuse the nudity, it’s difficult to get some of them into clothing”Three seconds into the video I’d already chosen the fit black guy – he was wearing boxer shorts, but it was easy to see he was hung like a horse.I drooled: “that one, please Professor – in the black boxers”.“Good choice” replied Lola “you know that not all black men are hung like. Her excitement mounted as the second lock clicked shut. She then held up her key ring above the trunk so that he could see it through the drill holes and counted out the keys. “This one is for your hands, this one for your feet, this one for the box and this one… for your cock,” she smiled as she slowly and deliberately slipped all the keys into the back pocket of her jeans. She then ran into her room and lay down on her bed. She unbuttoned her jeans and ran her hands up and down between her. It was obvious that the Master was in the house. I just stood there. Realization of what his being there meant and what was about to happen hit Jaye. She looked at me for guidance and I nodded my head. Samuel spoke up. "Jus relax. Like da song say "Evry ting gonna be all right!" Ya'll like it jus fine and we send ja home wid memories of real Jamaica!" Jamal grinned, "Samuel tole me lots about ya missy. An' seems it all be true. Ja come along real good." She smiled and visibly relaxed. He stared.