I glared at him but there was nothing I could do. Julie had obviously seen because she laughed, undid her own bra and threw that over. I stared at her... She just smiled and said...."You didn't seriously expect us to stay covered up did you?" I had no reply. Although I have to admit, I was a little shocked when Paul's pants came flying out the water and joined the bras on the side. J then slid out of his and did the same. I glared at him. Then the boys looked hopefully at us. "NO CHANCE," I said,. She's been paying attention over the past few months, but wanted to wait and surprise me when she felt the time was right. I just stand there in shock as she keeps at it with the toy, slowly moving it up and around her inner thigh. My cock is hardening inside my pants, as I watch her move slowly. She's rubbing that small, vibrating toy over her panties, biting her lower lip. Her eyes close, as one hand works with the toy and the other runs through her hair. I'm so aroused, and I want to pounce. . I think she really does hate us niggas, T. She don't wanna risk touchin' any black skin." He said then next with a real sense of menace in his voice. "Yeah.. she's a fuckin' racist after all." No.. no.. really.. I'm not.. I uh.. I was just so nervous.. I forgot... um.. I can change.. into nightclothes.. if you want... really!" "Well, now, that would go a long way to make me think you're not a hater. It would." T sat on the side of the bed as I got off and went to my dresser to find some. Whilst he kept to himself, he loved spending time with Elena as much as he could. And when they did they always had sex anyway imaginable. Elena was pretty sure she had attempted almost every karma sutra position imaginable on his dorm room poster that hung conveniently above his bed. While he satisfied her “in the sack” he was dull as dirt. Elena grew bored and ended the relationship after six months. The second and last boyfriend she had while in college was during her senior year. He was.