At seven the next morning, my phone rang again, and this time, I answered it. It was Gerta wanting to know if I felt well enough to come down for brea...fast. She told me that she was alone in the kitchen, and that she'd be happy to make me anything I wanted to eat. I realized then just how hungry I was, and told her I'd throw on some clothes, and come right down.Gerta wasted no time in letting me know that she already knew about me finding my real mother. "Kenny, forget her. You don't need to. By the way, she was also a first-year student, and 19 years old.We chatted all night on Instagram, then exchanged numbers, and finally, we also met. Within four days, we both mutually started our relationship. It was casual from both the ends. It was her first relationship, and seeing her figure, I guessed more than 56 guys must have tried on her since her school life. She rejected them all. I became her first-ever boyfriend.One day, we went for a movie – Bhaagi 3. Hey, don’t worry! Obviously,. On her feet were latex thigh high boots with massive stiletto heels. She looked a sight, I can tell you.She explained that she’d just finished a scene - I knew what that was now - and if I didn’t mind, she wanted to change. It kinda felt weird to follow her into her bedroom so she could change into something more comfortable, yet she suggested it, so I just followed along. I quickly found out why she suggested it. I have no idea how she had planned to remove the outfit by herself. I had to push. You want him to fuck me? What are you thinking?”I said, “Betty, you have been fucking your black boss for the last 5 years, so why would this be any different? I also know you have fucked many black men in the past.” Betty began to bawl and balked at getting out of the car when my friend opened the door.I introduced Betty to Larry. Larry watched Betty as she was getting out of the car. Her skirt was so short, he had a great view of her shaved pussy which had a hint of cum at her vaginal.