This is the story of Dorita. Dorita was a dark skinned Brazilian, maybe 35. She looked African American, till she spoke. And she could actually speak ...nglish. Most of these girls could barely grunt out enough to get through a basic transaction. Dorita spoke well enough to get my jokes, and even be funny herself. She'd sing to me. That's how we first hit it off. Damn near turned the place into a karaoke bar a few times. I had seen her in there many times, tipped her a dollar here and there. This was the year when I had secured admission in one of the famous and topmost colleges of Mumbai. This was my first year in the junior college. Just like other teenagers, I was gushing high on adrenaline too. The initial days of college were boring as I didn’t know much people. As the days passed by, I became popular within the newbie crowd for my blunt attitude (back then). I had made many friends and that’s how I came across the girl whom I made love with for the next 2 years. Here we go.It. Naomi ordered Ayah to get on all fours and both Naomi and Stephen sighed at the sight of her pink folds. The contrast between her super dark skin and her bright pink pussy was stunning. She was truly a vision and they were so proud of themselves that they had chosen the right nigger for them. Stephen and Naomi led Ayah to her small bedroom." This is where i will mainly fuck you whenever I want but I will also fuck you around the house. You see my wife is pregnant so after I fuck you you are. After a few more minutes of small talk, we once again parted ways. Still, I could not help but wonder, is she happier without me?My life returned once again to more of the same. I dated other women but somehow it just seemed like I was going through the motions in unfulfilling relationships. I longed for Lynn more than I cared to admit. I could not get her out of my mind.As much as I longed for Lynn I had to be realistic. She was gone out of my life, most likely never to return. Even if we did.