Shewas my seatmate and we became good friends in a day. Her friendship helped me relieve my brotherfrom my guardianship to and fro the College.I may a...d here that a few decades ago, Muslims and Hindus could not sit together as their clothesshould not be touching each other, they could never think of eating together nor could they drinkwater from the same utensil. There used to be Hindu water and Muslim water; nothing but twodifferent utensils to drink. But time changed and now I used to drink. I had nothing on but my boxers, and sitting there next to a beautiful woman, in the dark, well, suffice to say I was glad the lights were out. We sat there for a minute, saying nothing, when she laid her head on my shoulders. For a second I thought she was in a deep emotional crisis or something and wanted to throw her heart out. But a second later she had her hand on my dick. Everything became clear, and I was up for it. She started kissing and licking my neck, her hand sliding in my boxers. Brenda turned to me again. "Look after your people Lord John, may you steer them in the direction that only you know about. I'll see you later." She said and then moved the helmet to cover her face, she stepped back into the tube where cables and tubing started to attach themselves to the suit, the tube closed and then filled with liquid, causing Brenda to float within the tube. A small plaque on the tube lit up showing the letters B.R.E.N.D.A. I bent down to read the full plaque. Biologically. You never know with online hook-ups, so one can never be sure, but ten minutes later, there he was. Well, let me tell you, his picture on the net didn’t do him justice. He was one of the most gorgeous men I had ever seen in my life. Muscles everywhere with bare arms twice as big as mine. I’m sure now that I had to slap my jaw shut when he answered the door. “Come in, come in,” I stammered. “Welcome.” I was actually shaking as here was my dream younger black guy in front of me. I thought.