She continued sliding the back of her panties past her butt and below her knees and let them fall to the ground. She stood there not knowing what to d.... Wanting to run, I’m sure, but knowing she would never make it past us. After about 20 seconds of staring at her I said, “Ok bitch, get over here”. Knowing she didn’t have any other choice, she hung her head and began walking. “Stop” I said, “Get down on your hands and knees and walk to us like the little piggy you are.” Both the guys started. Next day morning, I was ready to go for my breakfast, and casually looked down from where I can see the next house where Meena lives, I found her watering the plants, I made some nice hisshh sounds to get her attention, and using only signs told her about the movie, and she replied the same way that she would meet me at the theatre….at least I hoped that is what she was telling me.But when I reached the theatre, she was very much there, and dressed wonderfully too in sexy punjabi suit. Being. He asked if I was interested in black men. I told him I never thought about it. He put his hands on my butt and pulled me closer. He got me against the wall and we started kissing. I told him I am starting to get more interested. I gave him my key to my dorm and told him to wait there for me. He told me he will be there. During class I could not focus on the lecture, I was thinking about Terrence. I was getting curious. I wondered what my family would think if they knew I had desires for black. That was it. I posted it online with all the hashtags I had seen others use. Then I went to clean the mess I made. I heard my phone vibrating and chirping, but didn't want to look at it. Part of me thought it was some people calling me all types of names, but I remembered the first rule of the internet: never read the comment section. I finished the cleaning and picked up my phone. I couldn't believe it. In the short time it took for me to clean, I had over a hundred followers. I dared myself.