My best asset at that time was my black long hair which reached my lower back. I was around 48-50 kgs in weight throughout my college and university y...ars and was considered plump. In 1995 my brother brought home one of his friends who had joined his college. He was a foreign student from Africa. He had come through an exchange program through some European university for completing the last year of the engineering course. The name of this student was Joseph. My brother and Joseph became good. I stroke my stiff dick as I approach her, reaching out and gliding my other hand along her smooth black knee-high sock. She flinches at my touch, but I grab her ankle and lift her little foot. Without her shoe, the foot is warm and clammy. I caress it, letting my cock bump into her thigh as I stroke.I watch her reaction as I slowly lift her foot to my face. “Wh-What? No! Don’t do that. It’s gross!”I rub it along my cheek, bury my nose in. Her toes wiggling cutely, her leg trying to kick away. Akansha: “I think we should catch up some time” And then she was gone, down to exit.Once I had the groceries put away at home I was left alone with my thoughts. Not even 11 in the morning, my day was already mostly over. My wife wouldn’t be back until well after dark. I had already checked the job posting websites and while I could have come up with a hundred things to do there was really only one thing that came to my mind.“Hello,” she said on the other end.Me: Hi. I’m the Date man.Akansha: “I. Trying to see if there were any others I knew or any female who caught my eye. There were a few I knew from the factory and its offices. There was one lass, dressed as a vampire, who I hoped to get a dance with and take home.Finally, we got to the door and showing our tickets filed inside. The Coven had spared no expense. They had transformed the whole place, it looked really spooky. With spider’s web all over and some artificial spiders in it, some looking so real some of the women screamed if.