She opened the door and Ms. Herbs looked up and smiled mischievously.“Hello girls. How may i help you?”“This is Ms. Herbs, our math teacher. She...��s also my favorite teacher. Ms. Herbs this is Serena, the new student.”“Oh. Nice to meet you” Ms. Herbs said shaking her hands and looking her up and down. Serena felt nervous. Christine shut the doors and closed the blinds and dimmed the room.“Christine, what are you doing?” Serena asked.“Don’t worry about her, darling” Ms. Herbs said unbuttoning her. I have never asked anyone that question,” she told me. “Yes, I know that girls from your culture like to go to salons for beauty treatments including waxing in the nether regions.”“Yes, there are lots of new ones opening up everywhere. I thought of opening one myself. Perhaps you could be my first customer.”Sunita laughed loudly, “I don’t think you would get many female customers,” she responded. “Are you hinting that I shave by the way?”“Well... er... er.”“It’s okay, I’m not offended. I find. When you were born, I thought that you were going to be our last c***d, so I paid for a paternity test and when it came back that I wasn’t your father, I told your mom that I was, so that she wouldn’t be so hurt. It made her so happy and she was going to have her tubes tied, but I told her not to, in hopes that maybe we might get lucky in the future. Of course, that failed when your mom took off on a d**g binge with her lover Shawn and got pregnant again while she was hooking. This time she. My third adventure happened in the library. He was also a black man, a janitor. I caught him looking at me one evening as I was doing some research for a paper, and as he peeked at me from behind a bookshelf, I slowly spread my legs and let him get a good look at my panties. In very short order, we were in an alcove and I had his prick out and was sucking it like a starving baby nursing its mother. His name was Garrison, and he was originally from some African nation, but he spoke very precise.