Your best friend, Ash.

"Hey asshole, open up!"

Yep, that's Ash.

"Ashley motherfucking Fisher!" you greet her as you open your door.

Ashley steps in and you get a good look at her. Ashley Fisher is of obvious African and European descent. Her skins is dark brown and her hair is a deep black and has the stereotypical African curls that frames her face in such a way that makes her blue eyes look even brighter. She has the body of a diva; big, full breasts, a nice shapely ass, a perfect hourglass figure and as you know, thanks to after gym showers, a hefty sixteen inch cock. You'd assume that all black girls are hung like that if you didn't know that she took after her English father.

Ashley looks at you a bit cross, "Uh-huh, bitch, you know Ashley is my mother's name."

You both chuckle at your old joke and both go in for a hug.

"It's been too long Jane."

"That is has," you say as you both break from the hug. "So Ash, what brings you to this neck of the woods? Don't you have class?"

"Nope, Professor Durmont cancelled class for the next three days, she's gone into labor and I guess the staff is looking for a suitable substitute in the meantime."

"Oh wow! Good for her! You know what it's gonna be?" you inquire, you know Professor Durmont by her reputation as both a skilled journalist and for having a thing for Asian futas.

"I hear she's expecting a man," Ash answers "Which sucks for the next generation of horny little bastards, Durmont's a hot piece of ass but a man isn't gonna get any of that booty from his momma."

"Hey, if she keeps sleeping around the way she was she'll be popping out some nice bois or girls for our kids, either way a new man being born is big news."

"Hey, Enough with this serious shit Jane, I came here to invite you out with me to that new club, Buster Luster!" Ash exclaims excitedly.

"Whoa, no way, you got into Buster Luster? That place just opened and has been VIP ever since, who's dick did you have to suck to get a pass into there?" You are familiar with Buster Luster by their particular laissez faire attitude towards sex within their club.

"Ha! You wish. See, it's much better to get your dick sucked for passes. Especially when it's a cute blonde boi."

You give Ash a playful punch on the shoulder, "You dog."

Ash raises an eyebrow, "So, is that a 'Yes Ms. Fisher, I'd be happy to tag along and maybe get my dick wet'?"

"You be your ass it is, oh! Is there a dress code?"

"Yep, women can wear short dresses or lingerie, bois have to wear mini dresses or tops with crotchless and assless chaps for easy access and futas can only wear tops or bra with crotchless and assless chaps but futas are allowed to wear a cock sock. So, which are you going as tonight?"

That earns Ash another playful punch. "I've got the perfect outfit for tonight!"

"Well then Ms. Doe, I'll be seeing you tonight," Ash says as she mockingly bows out of your door way, "I'm picking up a new cock sock for myself tonight and if you'd like I can pick up one for you as well, what are you again? Five inches?"

"Fuck you too slut."

You close the door behind Ash, get ready for the day and lay out your outfit for tonight, now you've just got to kill some time. The tenting of your boxers alerts you to how you'd like to pass the time but you want to save up your cum so that if you find a hot little number tonight you can flood their hole up good.