Fareeha DIRT #1

"What about that kind of butch girl? She's uh... kind of darkskinned, very pretty. Strong. Cross-fit looking girl," you text to Lisa. "You know who I mean?"

• You mean Fareeha

"Yeah," you say. "What do you have on her?"

It takes Lisa a whole day to get back to you.

FAREEHA

Age: 21

Height: 5'10''

Weight: 150 lbs

Cup size: 36C

Whoa... she has bigger boobs than you thought. It's the way she dresses.

• Fareeha is from Egypt. Her coach is her mom. She's in the gym all the time. Like all the time. I go in there sometimes and I see her looking all hot and jacked and feel bad about myself and leave. The only person who works out more than her is Zarya, and Zarya's a fucking lunatic

"Can you get to the dirt?" you ask

• Yeah she's fucking Angela

"Excuse me? Angela?"

• Yeah. Angela, the blonde? The coach and the part time doctor? That Angela. Enjoy.

She sends a video.

You sense that you need privacy and excuse yourself to sit in a bathroom stall while you watch.

The video is bad quality, taken through a window at night, but the room inside is lit by a lamp beside the bed.

You clearly see two bodies on the bed, one with dark skin and one with very pale. It's Fareeha, and this... Angela person. Fareeha's on top, and you can see black lines on her backside, so you get the picture. She's wearing a strap-on.

The video is short, but it's enough to give you the idea of some very tender, missionary-style lovemaking going on. You can see the pale woman's hands on Fareeha's back, and her legs wrapping around her waist. It's more sweet than erotic. Those are some relationship goals...

"Lucky," you say. And Lisa spied on this?