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She never would have suspected that "Mr. Black Politics," got his jollies that way...

"So what? I was just, curious, you know," Taylor said, and he looked away from Sasha, and logged on Facebook. Unwilling to let go, Sasha leaned closer to Taylor, who shot her a look but otherwise said nothing. Sasha inched closer to him, and smiled with satisfaction when Taylor finally looked away from his Facebook page and gazed at the sultry, blonde-haired and blue-eyed, leather-clad young white woman who sat next to him.

"Hmm, I got to say, the bit I saw turned me on, that blonde gal really spanked the brother's cute ass while doing him with the strap-on," Sasha all but whispered into Taylor's ear. Sasha felt like jumping for joy when Taylor slowly exhaled and looked at her while shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Glancing at his lap, Sasha could have sworn she saw the beginnings of an erection in his blue jeans...

"What do you want, Sasha?" Taylor said sharply, and he looked defiantly into Sasha's frosty blue eyes. Damn it, of all the people at Carleton University who could have caught him watching "interracial femdom porn" on the library computers, why did it have to be Sasha Thompson? The annoying white chick from Red Deer, Alberta, got on his last nerves during class discussions. It's like she always liked to argue against him, and he didn't know why...

Even more disturbing? Sometimes, when Taylor lay on his bed at night, and allowed his mind to wander into fantasyland, his 'femdom' fantasies swirled in his mind, and some familiar faces popped up in them. The other night, Taylor had a vivid sexual dream during which Sasha, of all people, tied him up, spanked his ass and then fucked the hell out of him with a strap-on dildo. Taylor woke up screaming, sweaty...and harder than a rock.

"Oh that's simple, Mr. Detroit, I want you," Sasha said, matter-of-factly, and she smiled as a look of pure shock crept into Taylor Brown's dark, handsome face. Although outwardly cool and nonchalant, Sasha's heart was going pitter-patter in her chest. It wasn't Sasha's style to reveal all her cards, but frustration led her to this point. What was going on through Taylor's head?

For ages Sasha had been throwing some major hints Taylor's way, and when the handsome African-American stud didn't respond, Sasha took drastic measures. That's when Sasha turned a bit antagonistic, interrupting him in class discussions, and 'accidentally' bumping him while sitting next him, and Taylor continued to refuse to 'get' it. So, Sasha had taken to stalking him in the library...

"For real? Damn, you're cute, Sasha, but I thought you hated me," Taylor Brown finally said, scratching his Afro-covered head. Sasha smiled faintly, and waited. From the dawn of time, womankind had only one wish, that man would make her the undisputed object of his affections. What are you waiting for? Sasha thought as she gazed at the tall, sinfully sexy brother whom she swore would be hers from the first time she laid eyes on him...

"Nah, I bully guys I like, in and out of the bedroom," Sasha said coyly, even as Taylor's lack of a reaction continued to puzzle her. Gently, Taylor laid his hand on hers, and Sasha's heart skipped a beat. What do you know? Michigan guys can take hints, Sasha thought, and when Taylor took her hand and brought it to his lips, the normally feisty young woman nearly fainted...

"I like bossy women," Taylor said, and then he kissed Sasha's hand. Sasha smiled and shrugged, keeping her cool, even though it took everything she had not to leapt into Taylor's lap. Nonchalantly, Sasha logged onto her computer while a smiling Taylor looked on. After a brief moment, Taylor resumed doing classwork, and aside from a few sidelong glances and smiles, he all but ignored Sasha.

"You have an old phone," Sasha said, and Taylor looked at his old blackberry and nodded, then resumed working on his paper.

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