Anyway, as I was saying, she and I would rent a motel room and spend the night sleeping nekk** with each other. Such a thrill it was to be lying next...to one you love, with not a stitch on. --She would wear baby powder, but that's another tale for another time.One evening we were lying there, in bed together. In the ALL together. Kissing and hugging and driving each other silly with our wreathing and writhing, with the wettest of kisses being applied to various and sundry parts of our NEKk**. She was very much open about her relationship with boys. She did not hesitate to talk about sex to maintain that relationship.Shital was 5ft 6in in height with average built, curvy ass, melon-shaped boobs, long hair and the most important thing was she had a seductive nature.In our college annual function, she had sung the famous song, “Yeh hai reshmi zulfon ka andhera” in her sensual voice. She had given hichki in that song very nicely.She was the most highlighted sex beauty in our college. I. I exited the bathroom to the snap of a camera and a demand that I follow Sam.As I followed Sam we came to the room she shared with Jennifer. She made me sit in front of the mirror as she applied make-up to me. She made my cheeks very red and my lips shiny liquid wet red. She then pulled my hair back into two little pigtails and tied them off with red ribbons."Since you obviously are a slut, you must look like a little tart. You must also learn a few cheers because when we go down to the. Actually, make that two bad relationships. Let me explain. My Somali ex-boyfriend Rahman Sharif cheated on me with my gal pal Genevieve Charles, and I dumped them both. I cuckolded Rahman with my former professor Bilal, and taught him a lesson he won’t soon forget. When it comes to punishing those who’ve wronged me, whether male or female, black or white, I tend to be creative in a most wicked way. Don’t piss off us Somali sisters, folks. Our vengeance is usually swift, creative and terrible..